<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641510</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:53:50.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Anand Dash</title><subtitle type='html'>Shogun master.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ananddash.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ananddash.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313208537969497856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641510.post-113927601532294866</id><published>2006-02-06T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T20:33:35.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nothing to really say about the third patient.  My fourth patient has testicular cancer.  That's a story for another day.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/113927601532294866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/113927601532294866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ananddash.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113927601532294866' title=''/><author><name>Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313208537969497856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641510.post-113927595458087222</id><published>2006-02-06T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T20:32:34.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2nd patient.Some admissions come to you because of a symptom.  Chest pain.  Shortness of breath.  Rectal bleeding (that last one's my favorite.  Oh wait, NO.)Mrs. Kline (standard disclaimer here) is a 95 year old who came in with a lab value.  WBC = 1.2 and platelets of 40 or something like that.  For those of you playing at home, that's pancytopenia and that's bad.  She can't fight infections </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/113927595458087222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/113927595458087222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ananddash.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113927595458087222' title=''/><author><name>Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313208537969497856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641510.post-113927559948253240</id><published>2006-02-06T20:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T20:26:39.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, my first patient.Mrs. Bellwether (not her real name, of course) came to the ED because of chest pain.  She SHOULD HAVE BEEN SO SIMPLE.  Clear case of unstable angina right?  Negative troponins x 3, an echo in the AM, and she'd be out the door.  So clear, in fact, that my resident sorta rushed me through the admission before I got a chance to finish reading her old discharge summaries.  Turns </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/113927559948253240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/113927559948253240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ananddash.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113927559948253240' title=''/><author><name>Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313208537969497856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641510.post-113927508969571742</id><published>2006-02-06T20:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T20:18:09.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I stopped updating my blog (like two years ago!) because I figured nobody actually bothered to read it.  This is almost completely true.  Then I decided that it would be worth reading if I posted about patients, because there's always a good stories there.  But I didn't really feel like a doctor as a third year medical student -- I felt like a third year medical student.  You're on the wards, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/113927508969571742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/113927508969571742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ananddash.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113927508969571742' title=''/><author><name>Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313208537969497856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641510.post-106600103997732682</id><published>2003-10-12T19:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T19:23:59.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Long time no post.Records:Just bought The Soft Bulletin, by the Flaming Lips.  Obviously, it's a modern classic.  Haven't picked out favorites yet besides "A Spoonful Weighs a Ton"--hell, haven't even heard the whole thing yet.  I'm pumped that I got a used copy (still $9.99 here in Beantown--damn that's a lot), but apparently it's the UK, not the US version.  Which means I get an extra track</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/106600103997732682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/106600103997732682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ananddash.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106600103997732682' title=''/><author><name>Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313208537969497856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641510.post-106515035556540620</id><published>2003-10-02T23:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-02T23:05:55.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Song of the day (month?):Back to youIt always comes aroundBack to youI tried to forget youI tried to stay awayBut it's too late I'm so good at forgettingAnd I quit ever game I playBut forgive me, loveI can't turn and walk away Back to youIt always comes aroundBack to youI walk with your shadowI'm sleeping in my bedWith your silhouette should have smiled in that pictureIf </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/106515035556540620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/106515035556540620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ananddash.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106515035556540620' title=''/><author><name>Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313208537969497856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641510.post-106477429712453396</id><published>2003-09-28T14:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T14:38:16.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Musculoskeletal neoplasms suck.  Chondrosarcoma, osteoblastoma, osteoid-osteoma, Ewing sarcoma, chondroblastoma....THEY'RE ALL GETTING MIXED UP IN MY HEAD!  Damn it.  Now I finally understand how the boards are going to pull down my pants and taunt me.  Looks like I will be doing my anesthesiology residency in Alaska.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/106477429712453396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/106477429712453396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ananddash.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106477429712453396' title=''/><author><name>Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313208537969497856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641510.post-106462921544669219</id><published>2003-09-26T22:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T22:22:28.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ugh, my head is killing me.  Napping after 6 pm is a bad idea.Purchases:So I bought the newest Manitoba LP.  It's great.  I haven't formulated any real thoughts about it (stay tuned, it's coming), but it's just swell.  I picked it up at Newbury Comics, which is selling all regular merchandise at 20% off.  I love that place--it's the only place to buy new CDs.  Unless you like whoring yourself</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/106462921544669219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/106462921544669219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ananddash.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106462921544669219' title=''/><author><name>Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313208537969497856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641510.post-106462577381252647</id><published>2003-09-26T21:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T21:22:53.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Movies:Saw The Rundown after class today.  We all loved it.  The main attraction for John and I was Christopher Walken, but Seann William Scott (you know, Stifler) was great too (if a little one-dimensional.  He was a bit too Stifleresque, kinda like Jason Biggs was too Jimesque in Anything Else).  I saw the trailer for this movie about a zillion times and didn't even realize it was coming out </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/106462577381252647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/106462577381252647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ananddash.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106462577381252647' title=''/><author><name>Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313208537969497856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641510.post-106420087162337725</id><published>2003-09-21T23:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-21T23:21:11.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is one of the best Johnny Cash obits I've seen:http://www.pitchforkmedia.com/watw/03-09/cashandcurrency.shtml</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/106420087162337725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/106420087162337725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ananddash.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106420087162337725' title=''/><author><name>Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313208537969497856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641510.post-106419682387569522</id><published>2003-09-21T22:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-21T22:13:43.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>From the Onion:Indian-American Couple's Accent Makes Fight AdorableSAN DIEGO—A witness to an argument between Indian-Americans Soumitra and Vineeta Chattergee reported Monday that she thoroughly enjoyed the vicious fight. "They were at each other's throats, arguing about which one wrote the check that caused an overdraft," said eyewitness Shelly Knight, who was delighted by the heated exchange</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/106419682387569522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/106419682387569522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ananddash.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106419682387569522' title=''/><author><name>Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313208537969497856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641510.post-106418680086575367</id><published>2003-09-21T19:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-21T19:26:40.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whoa, haven't updated this thing in a while.  The Maker's Mark pork was freakin' awesome.  Recently "discovered" Trader Joe's.  They have the best (and affordable) bruschetta spreads.  Their fish is pretty reasonably priced--tried salmon and cod there so far--moving onto tilapia and mahi mahi soon.  This is good because Shaw's keeps jacking up prices on chicken and pork, the rat bastards.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/106418680086575367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/106418680086575367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ananddash.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106418680086575367' title=''/><author><name>Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313208537969497856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641510.post-106074710789583913</id><published>2003-08-12T23:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-12T23:58:27.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everybody should check out meetup.com.  It's shown up in the press because Howard Dean supporters use it or lot, but I think I might go to the next Indie or Radiohead Meetup in Boston.  The Maker's Mark Pork isn't gonna happen until tomorrow night, but I did have some more bourbon tonight as a reward for totally kicking Negotiations in the ass.  It actually goes amazing with smoked almonds.  Beer</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/106074710789583913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/106074710789583913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ananddash.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106074710789583913' title=''/><author><name>Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313208537969497856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641510.post-106046484122463569</id><published>2003-08-09T17:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-09T17:34:01.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is the recipe I am going to try tomorrow night (or soon).  Of course, I'm not including the cherries and I'm substituting Maker's Mark for Woodford Reserve.  I wonder what exactly they mean when they say the alcohol will "ignite".--------------------------Woodford Pork         From award-winning Chef, David Larson         6 boneless loin pork chops, cut 1-1/4 inches thick2 Granny </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/106046484122463569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/106046484122463569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ananddash.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106046484122463569' title=''/><author><name>Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313208537969497856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641510.post-106014110844525528</id><published>2003-08-05T23:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-05T23:38:28.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>About to watch Leno.  I've actually pretty much stopped watching Letterman.  Leno's monologues used to really suck, and while Letterman's weren't much better, they were _short_, and gave you the impression that they were solid.  Plus, Letterman just being dour and cranky is funny, whereas Leno often relies more on gimmicks like Headlines and Jaywalking.  Those gimmicks are great though, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/106014110844525528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/106014110844525528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ananddash.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106014110844525528' title=''/><author><name>Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313208537969497856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641510.post-105988535137056742</id><published>2003-08-03T00:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-03T00:35:51.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maker's Mark is damn good stuff.  How much am I supposed to pay for this stuff?  14.99 for 375 mL seems not too bad, but then again, I just drank some.  :)I'm drinking it in a wine glass, with a splash of cold water.  Apparently, you're supposed to stick it in a brandy snifter if you're drinking it neat (i.e. straight up), because the curvy top keeps the aromas inside the glass...but a wine </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/105988535137056742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/105988535137056742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ananddash.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105988535137056742' title=''/><author><name>Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313208537969497856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641510.post-105988293168204872</id><published>2003-08-02T23:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-03T00:26:00.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I'm creating this blog because I think of far too many witty things to say for any one person.  :)  Right.  Anyway, I just saw American Wedding.  Oddly enough, the second movie, for all practical purpose, did not follow the "sequels suck" model.  Neither did this one.  Sure, there's plenty of unfunny bits, and the movie looks like it was edited in twenty minutes, but I think anyone who's seen </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/105988293168204872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5641510/posts/default/105988293168204872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ananddash.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105988293168204872' title=''/><author><name>Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05313208537969497856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
