Great day.Rachel Paisley was kind
enough to give me a ride to school today, in the context of my new car
(!) being in the shop for repairs to make it optimally roadworthy. And
tomorrow I will receive the car, and experience the luxurious joy of
having a new car to call my own and to get me here to there whenever I
like. This is an aspect of American culture that I do sorely
appreciate.
Had a two hour session learning how to perform a neurological exam in
its entirety, and that was interesting and valuable. I learn a lot in
these small group session, and it reinforces our current lecture
material nicely. Bravo to the organizers.
Then at lunch I snapped open a SlimFast as I listened to two of our
Associate Deans discuss the contents of the package that the UASOM will
send to our prospective residency programs in 18 months. That was
informative, and with the help of Matthew Purcell, that information will
be disseminated to all who could not attend.
Attended two more lectures in the afternoon, on the different
infectious diseases that can lead to meningitis and encephalitis. These
are bacterial, viral, fungal, and prions, the latter of which are
fascinating from a scientific point of view. An example is "Mad Cow
Disease." Consumption of some aberrant proteins in brain tissue can
somehow transfer to one's own brain, and through similarly murky
mechanisms, signal more proteins to flip into a conformation that is
destructive to the brain. It may be passed on as described, or it can
also be passed on genetically, which is a dichotomous transmission
characteristic of this disease.
A couple of hours of break, and I was on the phone, getting condoms
and safe-sex packets organized for AIDS Awareness week in February. Then
an impromptu meeting with Charles Khoury and Katrina Julian to talk
about the distribution of proceeds from a World AIDS Day fundraising
campaign. Half of our modest efforts will go to a local community-based
organization that serves HIV+ community members in Birmingham, and half
will go to meet a need in an orphanage in Zambia.
I read with familiarity a third of the transcripts of yesterday's
lectures, then decided I was hungry and went to Taco Bell, collected
some fatty food, and carried it back to UAB's Center for Psychiatric
Medicine where Dr. Kinney graciously and generously donated nearly two
hours of his time to review neuroanatomy that is critical for
understanding the pathologies we are studying in our core course for
this term. He has a spectacular command of the anatomy of the human
nervous system. The hours were filled with moments of Oh yeah,
and Oh no, depending on how much I remembered.
Maggie and Estelle took time out of their full days to pick me up and
get me home. We listened to Congolese Rhumba during the ride home.
I took care of about ten outstanding class officer issues since
coming home, little stuff that adds up when it's ignored. If email will
get through, then I'll be able to tick off some of my to do list.
I tried to call my biological father, Paul Hennessey, but didn't get
through. I'm way overdue for a conversation.
So it was a great day, and tomorrow ought to be just as good. It's
nice to be alive at the moment, thank you very much.