It's the Start of the Month Again...

It's amazing how much of a work day is devoted to mundane tasks that thankfully become second nature with time. Residents switch to a new rotation every 1st of the month, so that often involves learning a new hospital and a new system. Which mean the first few days of the month are difficult as you try to figure out tit from tat. As in, how to know where clinic is. Where you're supposed to be. Which clinic rooms are in use. What parts of the note to fill out. How to use the computer system. Where to find those pesky forms you need to fill out, after learning what forms you actually need. How to get a biopsy done. Who this Nancy person is whose supposed to be able to answer all these questions. Where to place charts that you're done with. How to work the dictation system. How to order labs. How to schedule follow-ups for patients. Sigh... I guess on the bright side, at least you don't need to figure out how to see patients...

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Did you see this? Some British guy, Rupert Sheldrake, claims that his research shows proof that "telephone telepathy" exists. He had 63 people for in a telephone experiment and 50 in an email experiment, where each trial participant gave four names and phone numbers of four contacts. These contacts were then asked to call the participant, who had to identify them before picking up the phone. Sheldrake presented this at the British Association for the Advancement of Science, stating that 45% of the time, participants were able to guess who it was, noting that this was higher than the expected 25%.

Hm. Sounds kind of fishy. I don't know why this Sheldrake is, or who the British Association for Advancement of Science is, and it'd probably be interesting to look it up. But it's been a long day, I'm tired, and there is still a pile of reading to be done. Why people are interested in telephone telepathy will have to wait for another day...

* Another beautiful rose on the way to work. Just the perfect thing to end a frustrating day...