Monday, May 22, 2006

Blood and Gutts

Star Lake, NY. It's a cool place. (I would post pictures, but I don’t have my USB cable) There are some buildings, the woods, and of course a lake. And I'm here for 10 days. I'm studying, and it’s all about wilderness medicine. I find it all incredibly intriguing. The body is amazing. There is so much that a person can know about it. Maybe I should go to medical school.

Or maybe not. It would take more years than I ever would want to spend in one place. Besides, backcountry medicine is so much cooler. You can do more stuff with less education (that sounds scary). Then there is the adrenaline rush: something about seeing blood and guts helps you forget how little sleep you had. Today we walked onto a scenario that was as bad as it gets. Shelby lost a hand, Tim had a sucking chest wound and was spitting blood, but Torrie was the worst: his guts came out. So we did our best to fix them up. These situations make a dislocated shoulder seem like a walk in the park.

While I love this knowledge, it makes me realize some of the situations I’ve been in and not realized the risk, or the risks that I’ve taken in the past. Hopefully if I ever encounter serious physical disability on the trail I’ll remember my stuff. It’s a shame I’m involved in all the mock situations-I could have some really cool looking pictures.

6 comments:

abu said...
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abu said...

sounds like fun. Maybe I'll have you around next time a boulder rolls onto my arm and I have to remove it. Then you can treat the bruises (that my arm gets, we don't care about the boulder)

Anonymous said...

So what did the deleted comment say? And by the way, try "guts" instead of "gutts".

The Garbers said...

comments are deleted if they duplicate, which they sometimes do.

I could spell correctly, but that wouldn't be a true expression of my self. (that's a liberal arts way of saying: "My mistakes have an artistic reason.")

abu said...

My first comment expected disaster---so I deleted it, added the last sentence, and re-submitted it. Interestingly, the blog owner can delete comments so they disappear completely.

Anonymous said...

Sign on as an EMT at your local firehall and you'll probably see more action than you'd bargained for. Or go to medical school and a few years of residency, I know a great little clinic in Western New York that may be looking for a replacement for their overworked, underpaid GP.
Guess who forgot hos password?