Wednesday, August 16, 2006

Another Visit to the Hospital and an Interview

On Monday the 14th, I got to Mount Saint Joseph's Hospital at the bright and early hour of 645am as planned several weeks ago. After some waiting, I was taken to a hospital bed and given a gown and knee high green socks to wear.

After asking a few questions, I was wheeled to an operating room where they put me on an IV drip (not sure if it was antibiotics or morphine or both at different times). The anaesthetist missed on his first poke on the back of my hand, so he taped that and tried again with more success on my inside elbow.






They then put a mask on my face, gave me some oxygen, then switched on the gas. I remember faintly tasting some rubbery smelling chemicals then the next thing I knew I was waking up in some other room. It was like waking up one of those mornings where you know you slept just the right amount and the sun woke you up with the wind billowing the curtains in your room.

I spent another hour or so in the recovery room, then got wheeled back to my original spot and after a while more they let me get dressed and I walked out to the car when I saw my dad drive in to the parking lot.




Oh, I guess I should elaborate on why I was there - it was a routine, minor procedure to repair a hernia. About 10% of guys will get one during their life because of a weakness in the muscle tissue which hasn't yet been solved by evolution (nor will it likely, seeing as how it no longer really affects chances of survival or reproduction in the developed world).

Yesterday I hobbled to an interview at the Liu Institute for Global Issues at UBC. The interview was for a position as French-language research assistant with the Human Security Gateway, an innovative online database project launched in January, 2005. For a quick look at this concept, check out www.HumanSecurityGateway.info.

The interview went well I think. It seemed a bit short, so perhaps my answers weren't detailed enough or I spoke too quickly. I was in a bit of pain but I did my best not to let it distract me. Even if I don't get the job, however, I did get something out of it: they gave me a copy of the 2005 Human Security Report free of charge!



(This cover image is taken from the Human Security Report website)

It's a $30 publication, compiled by the Human Security Centre at the Liu Institute and sponsored by the governments of Canada, the UK, Norway, Sweden, and Switzerland. Impressive, to say the least, and definitely a convenient and interesting research tool for me.

And now, in a few minutes, I'm heading out to Bowen Island to stay until tomorrow afternoon for my granny's 97th birthday. I missed her 96th last year when I was in New Zealand, and I'll be working on the 20th when she celebrates, but tomorrow is her actual birthday so we'll have a smaller birthday lunch with her then.

2 Comments:

Blogger Joy said...

Hope you had fun on Bowen Island! Hey, how was Snakes On A Plane?! I missed out on some good times, didn't I?

Saturday, August 19, 2006 5:04:00 p.m.  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

While it's likely they would have used the IV for administering an analgesic at some point, it's worth noting that sometimes surgical IV lines never deliver anything more than a saline solution these days. Perioperative protocol throughout Providence Health Care (which runs Mt. St. Joseph and some other sites) requires that an IV be started before you're taken into the OR, even if they do not intend to administer any medications intravenously. Why? In the event of an emergency in the OR -- say you go into shock or cardiac arrest -- they don't want to have to waste time starting the IV line before they can begin treatment.

I'm a bit surprised that they opted for gaseous general anaesthesia, too; these days, it's far more common to use the IV line for that purpose. *shrug*

Oh, the joys of working in a hospital...

I hope you had a fantastic time over on Bowen! :)

Saturday, August 19, 2006 7:32:00 p.m.  

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