Monday, October 26, 2009

First Time Shooting a Gun


Though I don't see myself ever owning a gun, I thought it would be useful to try practice shooting one today with my brother and Dad. We practiced with two handguns and we brought a shot gun, but I was too scared to even try the shotgun.

When my father pulled the safety back on the handgun, he had no idea how sensitive the trigger was until he accidently fired a bullet. Luckily, he was facing the gun towards the forest and no one got hurt. It scared the soy sauce out of my bro, dad and me. Walking back to my Dad after running away from his accidental shoot, we were convinced that these guns were no joke. My Dad taught us how to use and hold one, and before you know it, I was in line to shoot at our homemade target: a soy sauce bucket hanging on a tree limb.

After the fire of the gun, my adrenaline was running full speed and there was a ring in my right ear. The ring soon went away, but my heart was still beating incredibly fast. I decided to practice three more shots and before the third shot, I was completely comfortable.

My brother was a chicken at handling the gun, but he soon seized the opportunity and shot the target perfectly! He owed all of his success to the hours he spend on games such as Combat Arms on the Nintendo Wii. Michael is so funny.


My father suggested, "Let's go to the creek, and let's shoot an alligator!" I thought this was hysterical, so I said, "okay!" though I knew I wasn't going to let my father shoot anything. As we were traveling towards the creek, a policeman called out for us and asked us to put down our firearms. Naturally, we did as we were asked, and he told us that this land belongs in the city lines, and we're not allowed to fire shots within the city. My father explained to them that the property belonged to us and that we weren't aware of the ordinance, and luckily, the police man just offered us a warning.

We didn't shoot our
selves an alligator, but we did come back home with an awesome experience and funny story to share with our Mom. Additionally, over the course of two months, I have successfully shot a gun and learned how to defend myself through a self defense class. It's funny how I'm doing this to prepare myself for my move to Miami next year, but of course, I could be attacked anywhere in the U.S. It would be just my luck to have something happen to me in Valdosta rather than a bigger city with higher crime like Miami. *knock on wood*











Friday, October 16, 2009

Barry University, here I come!

I submitted the remainder of my deposit yesterday for Barry University, so I am all in. Barry, here I come!

Dear Irene,

Welcome to the
Barry family!

Sincerely,

Barry University Physician Assistant Admissions Department
11300 NE 2nd Avenue
Miami Shores, FL 33161

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Steel's Diamond Dash

I entered my friend Katie Hylton and me in a little scavenger hunt for a diamond in downtown Valdosta :P I can't wait!

Steel's is a well known and exquisite jewelry store in Valdosta, and their hosting this event along with other businesses and sponsors in Valdosta. It's going to be so much fun doing it with Katie!

Congratulations! You’re now officially a Steel's Diamond Dasher! So, tell us, how does it feel? Now all you need to do is show up, ready to win a diamond ring!

You must be at least 18 years old to participate. You (and your partner) must each have a cell phone that is capable of sending text messages. You must play in teams of two. You may use any transportation that is not powered by a motor. This means that your feet, bikes, rollerblades, rickshaws, RAZR Scooters, moon shoes are totally acceptable, but that cars, motorbikes, taxis and other motor-powered vehicles are not. Public transportation is the sole exception to the motor-powered rule. You may use the public transportation system should you choose. You must be ready to have a great time and win a diamond ring!
When

Saturday, October 24that 11:30PM

Food, Fun, Drinks, Snacks, Prizes, Gift Certificates!

Where

Kick-Off: Courthouse lawn at 11:30PM
After Party: City Market at 3:00PM

Monday, October 12, 2009

#2 Best Job in the Nation - P.A.

2. Physician Assistant
Physician Assistant
Robert Wooten is a physician assistant at Forsyth Medical Center in Winston-Salem, N.C.
Top 50 rank: 2
Sector: Healthcare

What they do: Call it MD lite. Working under the supervision of a doctor, PAs do all tasks involved in routine medical care, such as diagnosing illnesses and assisting in surgery. In most states they can write prescriptions as well.

Why it's great: You get the satisfaction of treating patients minus insurance hassles, since PAs have far less administrative responsibility than the typical MD. "I'm part of a team yet have a lot of autonomy," says PA Robert Wooten.

You don't have to take on the time or expense of med school and the field is virtually recession-proof, owing to an ongoing shortage of primary-care physicians. PAs are also far cheaper to employ than MDs, so demand is expected to steadily increase as medical facilities try to rein in costs, says Bill Leinweber, CEO of the American Academy of Physician Assistants.

And since they don't need as much specialized training as doctors, PAs can switch from, say, geriatrics to emergency care with relative ease.

Drawbacks: It's a fairly new profession, so the number of annual job openings is still small.

Pre-reqs: A master's degree; 100 hours of training every two years; recertification every six.

Never Give Up! -- From a CNN article

NARVIK, Norway (CNN) -- Fresh from medical school, Anna Bågenholm chose to do her residency in the Norwegian city of Narvik because of its spectacular mountain slopes. An expert skier, Bågenholm had gone off the trail with two other young doctors on a warm spring afternoon when she fell.

Rescuers worked frantically to save Anna Bagenholm from a hole in the ice of a mountain stream.

Rescuers worked frantically to save Anna Bagenholm from a hole in the ice of a mountain stream.

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What happened that day in 1999 changed her life and has redefined what is possible in cases of accidental hypothermia.

Bågenholm slid down a steep, icy gully and ended up submerged head first in a hole in the ice in a mostly frozen stream. Only her skis and Telemark boots and bindings protruded from the thick, opaque ice. As the 29-year-old struggled, her friends Marie Falkenberg and Torvind Næsheim began a frantic effort to free her, made impossible by a torrent of frigid spring runoff pouring over them into the hole where their friend was submerged.

They called for help, starting a chain of events that is now part of medical literature and local lore.

Bård Mikkalsen, a police lieutenant in Narvik at the time, took the call.

"I realized this was really a serious case," said Mikkalsen, who has since retired. He scrambled a pair of rescue teams in Narvik, one from the top of the mountain, the other from the bottom. He also contacted the nearest rescue team in Bodø, nearly 200 miles away, but the Sea King helicopter had already left to transport a sick child.

"I told the operator, 'You must send the helicopter to here, and you have only one minute to decide it. You have to call me back. The time is running out.' " The dispatcher turned the helicopter around.

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Heading the rescue party from the top of the mountain, Ketil Singstad skied as fast as he could in the wet springtime snow to the spot where Bågenholm remained trapped under the ice.

Singstad said he and others tied a rope to her feet and tried unsuccessfully to pull her free, and the snow shovel and small saw they had brought were no match for the thick ice. Then he saw another rescuer heading up the mountain with a pointed gardening shovel.

Using that tool, rescuers cut a hole downhill from Bågenholm and pulled her through the opening. She had been under the ice for about 80 minutes.

"I thought we were taking a friend, dead, out of the water," Singstad recalled.

Bågenholm's ski companions, both doctors, began CPR and continued until the rescue helicopter arrived. The emergency crew winched Bågenholm up to the hovering chopper, giving her CPR and squeezing air into her sodden lungs as they made the hourlong flight to the University Hospital of North Norway in Tromsø.

Dr. Mads Gilbert, head of emergency medicine at the hospital, was waiting on the helipad.

"She has completely dilated pupils. She is ashen, flaxen white. She's wet. She's ice cold when I touch her skin, and she looks absolutely dead," Gilbert said. "On the ECG [electrocardiogram], which the doctor on the helicopter has connected her to, there is a completely flat line. Like you could have drawn it with a ruler. No signs of life whatsoever. And the decision was made. We will not declare her dead until she is warm and dead."

Gilbert and the waiting team at the hospital were hoping the CPR that Bågenholm received after being pulled from the stream had provided enough oxygen to her chilled brain. When it's cold, the brain needs far less oxygen than it does at normal temperature, 98.6 degrees (37 Celsius), and Bågenholm was definitely cold. Her body temperature was just 56 degrees Fahrenheit (13.7 degrees Celsius). No one had ever been that cold for that long and survived.

Rushed to Operating Room 11 at the hospital, surgeons rerouted Bågenholm's blood through a heart-lung machine and slowly warmed it. More than three hours after her heart stopped, Gilbert recalled watching the video probe of Bågenholm's heart.

"It was standing completely still. No movement. I just saw some little shivering. No fibrillation. And suddenly it contracted. Pssh," Gilbert said, squeezing his fists to mimic a beating heart. "And there was a pause and pssh. A second contraction." Gilbert tears up at the memory.

Bågenholm was alive, but months of recovery lay ahead. Paralyzed for almost a year until her damaged nerves healed, Bågenholm today is a radiologist at the hospital where she was saved. She has returned toskiing and other sports. She and Næsheim began dating in the years since the accident and now live together.

Bågenholm remembers nothing of the accident and adds that the event did not change her life.

"I'm not so emotional. I'm more practical, I think," she says.

Her case history made the prestigious British medical journal, The Lancet, and stands as a challenge to doctors confronted with victims of severe hypothermia.

Næsheim, who is an anesthesiologist at the University Hospital of North Norway and is on the helicopter emergency medical team there, says the lesson from Bågenholm's case is clear.

"It's the three important things about emergency medicine, which is never give up, never give up, never give up. Because there's always hope."

The shovel that broke through the ice remains on the mountainside in Narvik, hanging from a tree next to the stream as a testament to the possible.

Sunday, October 11, 2009

G-luck!

Good luck on your block 2 exams, Benjone!

Bartender?

Tonight was my first experience as a bartender. My parents had a club party at their venue, and they asked me to help out. Originally, I thought Michael and I were going there to help get ice or stuff like that, but I ended up making mixed drinks the entire night. I kept hearing the phrase, "eh! eh! Gimme ....." while I was busy making and remembering someone else's drink order, and that only toggled my memory even more so often times I would forget the drink order and have to ask the customer what they wanted again. Well, that or I have a horrible short term memory. It may be that too.

Since this was my first time bartending and I had no prior training, I didn't know many of the recipes to the mixed drinks. Many times, our station would run out of vodka, cranberry juice, or rum, so we'd have to make a make-shift cranberry vodka or hawaiian blue. When people ordered Amaretto sours, I'd put amaretto, pineapple juice, rum, and sprite in it. I've never tasted amaretto liqueur before, but I think anything with sprite in it must taste good! So, that's what I did the entire night. I put sprite and alcohol together.

It's amazing how rowdy it can get in a large space, a dance floor, alcohol, and loud music with a really good DJ. Some people are super funny when they're drunk and some are just down right classless and scumbags. I saw beer bottles flying across the dance floor packed with a bunch of people, people spilling their mixed drinks and beers on our pool tables, and some guys with their pants down so low that it seemed like they wanted to show off their boxers and their butt. I wonder if that's the equivalent of women showing their cleavage and parts of their bra.

All in all, my first bartending experience was a good and fun one. I think it was fun mainly because my parents were there with me. AND, we made some darn good easy money tonight too! Now I can see why people like to open clubs. I cannot even imagine how much money clubs in Atlanta like Opera and stuff are making. If I were a bartender every night, I'd probably be so incredibly tired all the time. i'm so pooped. goodnight.

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Fun photo shoot!


For about three months, I've wanted to do a super dooper fun photo shoot with some friends, and earlier this week I set my foot down and said, "Gosh darn it! I'm going to do it this weekend!" I needed models, so I immediately put up a facebook profile message that read,
"Anyone want to join my photo party this Friday evening downtown Valdosta? I need some fun models for a photo shoot. You know you wanna! :)"
Gratefully, I had four awesome friends sign up and we decided to meet Friday at 6:30. We had so much fun with everyone's different outfits. My most favorite was Drew and Julie's matching jumpsuit. So cute!! Here are some photos from the shoot: