This is longer than it probably needs to be...that's the fallout of writing sporadically in short bursts...I'm certain it would stand up to a few brutal edits...and I will prbably do just that in the days to come...or, I might just get over it and move on...we'll have to see, won't we... AN ETHICAL CONUNDRUM OF THE UTERINE KIND I was a little loathe to even take up this subject here. Especially since the conversation below comes off perhaps a bit crass or callous. On reflection, though, having given the story more thought, I think that the larger context of the issue is worthy of consideration. Was this woman violated intentionally (being the biggest question) or even unintentionally? We have to (well, I have to) start with a working premise that patients have a basic right to be treated with dignity and respect by their healthcare-providers. Granted we all work on the assumption of some level of decency between any two peoples' interaction, but in a larger arena of dependency such as that which often exists between patient and provider, higher stakes are involved--so we take the trust more seriously. The field gets tricky when we begin to explore and question just what is involved with the give and take of a patient's basic right. In this instance, the woman in question is suing for mental and emotional distress brought on by learning that her doctor 'branded' her uterus with the UofK insignia during a hysterectomy procedure. My initial reaction was disgust and revulsion that anyone would do such a thing...my knee jerk "no harm, no foul " second reaction didn't really ease my dis-ease with the incident. Reading further, though, I learned some additional facts and data that really have the makings of a down and dirty Ethical Conundrum... conundrum n : a difficult problem [syn: riddle, enigma, brain-teaser] On with the conversation and we'll do a little follow up on the flip side... Followup With Graphic Photo (you've been warned) The Conversation: (news story referenced in this conversation ) c: "Doctor Defends Branding Woman's Uterus" bow: eeewwww bow: why would he do such a thing? ...[irrelevant text about bottle washing removed]... c: Did I mention that the 'brand' in question was the Uof Kentucky initials? c: Cause he's a booster.. bow: no you didn't bow: who the hell is ever going to see it anyway c: His defense is that it's a routine part of a hysterectomy... bow: uh huh c: Noone [will see it],[Bow]...it was a hysterectomy c: ie ...all gone bye bye bow: it was involuntary. c: I admit, that the thought crossed my mind too... bow: he's probably gong to lose his license as he should for that sort of thing c: the "what the hell? it's medical waste, Babe" bow: heh bow: well, I didn't think that all hysterectomies were total c: ...but I guess that I join the ranks of those who prefer that their doctors NOT use my body parts (however transitory ) as a graffitti play pad. bow: she could be a UT grad and be very pissed c: LOL c: So, would her lawsuit fall under the GW categorization of a frivolous medical lawsuit like he spoke of in the SOTU? bow: As a Harvard grad, he knows the importance of being true to your school bow: I just got myself all riled up on that one. It reminded me that he IS a harvard grad! sheesh c: Whatever, blah blah I hate GW blah blah. oohhh...Doc goes on to say that using the Uof K insignia to mark the midline was "...Honorable since it made reference to the college of medicine where I received my medical degree" bow: ya ya, what a dink c: OMG...I dunno, [Bow]...this operation took place a YEAR ago...she and her husband were recently 'watching the video tape' of the operation... c: How's THAT for a slow TV day... bow: ROFL c: errr...TV Prime Time night... bow: gee honey, let's watch the video of my hysterectomy. c: and what the hell are you doing with a video tape of the op? to checkup on the doc? and more to the point, WHAT possesses someone a year later to pop it in? Why not right away if at all? c: I'mnot entirely convinced that this guy should be strung up... c: I mean, sure on it's face it kind of creeps me out... c: but then, what about all the weird little work rituals that *I* have that my clients DONT need to know about? That really has nothing to do with the end work product.. bow: no, not really, but branding my body parts, regardless of their continued usefulness, borders on the Mengele scale c: am referring in this instance to the ones that Do Not involve throwing darts at their logo or sticking pins in their stock ticker bow: heh c: okay, but...what I'm getting from the reading is that ALL or MOST surgeons have to make some sort of a mark that distinguishes the midline and points out which side is which... c: so....since EVERY uterus being hysterectomized is going to be 'branded' /cut/marked... bow: that puts new light on it. I guess it doesn't matter what sort of mark it is c: should we get really bent out of shape that he uses the Uof K mark every time? bow: that goes back to my UT alumnus comment c: sure, but what self respecting UofT grad is going under the knife of a Uof K doc if they feel that strongly about it? Hmmn? bow: maybe there should be a section on the surgery release forms for desired moniker c: I have a feeling that after this incident there will be...:( bow: White Supremicist chicks can get a Hackenkreuz, Hippie chicks a Peace sign... c: Thereby boosting the price of the procedures through the roof... bow: ya, cuz now the docs have to be graphic designers, too End Conversation I'm still muddling through the brain work on this one. I'm sure that it was quite shocking for the woman to see her uterus on TV with a great big UofK burnt into it. But then, What wouldn't be shocking given the context of popping in a tape to witness your insides in glorious technicolor? What type of mark would not make you reel given that it is seared into your own flesh? And I think that it bears mentioning that the uterus for women is a pretty intimate and focalized part of, well, their 'woman-ness'. However, I am also largely inclined to think that the doctor meant no harm or even that he thought anything wrong with his action at the time. After all, the lady went home with a video tape of the procedure...and, most telling--he was going to have to laser/burn/brand SOMEthing there during the procedure. This is a markedly different case, imho, than the doctor who carved his initials into his patient's abdomen. That was a permanent scarification into living tissue by a mentally disturbed man. This was, let's be real, a necessary action (the marking) perfomed in a ritual/habitual manner (using the UofK) on diseased tissue that was detroyed as medical waste over a year ago. As I hint at in 'the conversation', there are certainly work habits of my own that would not pass close scrutiny should they be revealed to clients and co-workers. But they are quirks; some with a work purpose and some whose purpose is sheer sanity-saving levity. For example, how would it go over if a certain Program Manager were to learn that whenever I attend a meeting with her I wear special undergarments? Yep. I took a sharpie to them and neatly wrote "HUMOR THE BITCH" in bold lettering. I shit you not. When updating troubled project client contact info, I have a bodycount icon that I affix to people cycled off the team. And I smoke on conference calls. And hit mute and answer emails, IM's and compile reports. Yeah--that's gonna fly, right? But here's the deal...I don't miss a beat. That Program Manager loves to steal my work. And it garnered her a healthy bonus this year, too. Bigger than mine, I promise you. And my clients keep me around and keep coming back because I herd the cats and navigate the storms for them on their kajillion $ projects so damn well. Could I do this without my quirks? Errmm--yeah--probably. And I'd probably jettison them post-haste myself if I thought that they would ever negatively impact, or cause hurt or harm to anyone... ...Just as I suspect that this Doctor feels terribly that he caused a patient upset, and will probably stop using his UofK. But with what shall he replace it? And though he probably will anyway at this point, should he be forced to? Or suffer the loss of his reputation and career because of what he did? I'm not so sure. Here's a patient who had possession of the tape for a year. The procedure appears to have gone well (I haven't heard otherwise, anyway). There's been no data reported that indicates a malicious intent in the use of that mark (ie he's not on tape humming the fight song and announcing his intention to preserve the organ in a jar for the office). She is alive and well and walking the planet. He is a UofK booster. The uterus in question is long ago gone. So why couldn't it have played out as follows? ring ring "Doctor. I just watched the tape of my surgery and you burnt a huge UK in my uterus. What the hell is that all about? I'm very upset!" "Oh dear Ms. X, I'm terribly sorry to have upset you. In any hysterectomy, we have to mark the uterus to ensure that I remove it safely." "Oh yeah? What's with the UofK, though? How does that have anything to do with it?" "The UofK you saw is the right shape to guide me, and, well, it sounds silly I guess, but it helps remind me of the hard work I put in at school to be helping people like you with my medical skills today. It's just a tool." "Well. I don't know...That was very shocking to see!" "I feel so badly that you were upset. I imagine that the tape of the surgery itself was pretty hard to watch. It probably raised a lot of questions for you. Speaking of which, may I ask why you are just now watching it? Are you feeling alright? Have you been experiencing pain?" "Oh. No. I feel fine. I guess I just thought it was time to watch the tape. And then when I do, I am confronted with..with this!" "I see. Ms. X. Why don't we make an appointment for us to view the tape together? That way I can narrate and explain what is happening and why. Would that be okay? Or is there something else that I could do to help reconcile this for you?" But we don't hear that anything like this happened. No. Instead, there's a lawsuit and a huge media scandal and for all that Ms Stephanie Means claims it's about not having this happen to other women, I am guessing that her "unspecified damages" have a lot of zeroes in them. So what is the ultimate barometer for patient dignity? At what point has anything about this lawsuit approach been 'diginfied'? Hey...I'm Pychoti...err..I mean Psychic!: Late breaking news on this story includes the woman speaking out. Highlights include; "I am surprised that was demeaning in any way. I would apologize, but it was not intentional," Dr. Guiler said. and... "To him this was a piece of tissue, but to me it wasn't. This was the home of my children and was an organ that conceived children," said Stephanie. He noted that he will continue to perform hysterectomies in this manner. Her attorney notes that 4 more women want in on the lawsuit. She claims that he should have 'asked permission' first. (aha! per 'the conversation' here comes the extra red tape) But that would imply that he was doing something out of the norm for that procedure. Or, that each step of a procedure must be vetted and pre-approved by a surgical patient. Where does that leave emergency medicine which can be excruciatingly 'undignified' in the rush to save a life. To step it way down on the emotion-meter, isn't this the medical equivalent of demanding, for instance, that a hair dresser would stop with each lift of the scissors and ask, "may I cut this part here? I'll be doing it like-this. If that's okay?" I mean, supposedly, one of the reasons you're sitting in his/her chair is that you have a degree of certainty that this trained professional can get the job done...I used the hair dresser example specifically to segue into this next illustrative story... I have a friend who is pretty high-zoot in the salon scheme of things. Now, when you apply color or bleach to hair, you have to make certain that oxygen reaches all the strands or it won't develop--okay? Well, my friend's quirk is to transform the upscale businesswomen in his chair into punkrockers, bunny rabbits, elvis, and a range of other goofy-looking characters with the stiffy color gooped hair while they process...That's just how he likes to remember the aeration part of what he's doing. Sometimes the women will complain. He lets them know, "You look silly now anyway, Dear...but this way I can look over an know that everyone's been done and that; bunny needs rinsing first, then check on Elvis and spot apply to punkrocker to get all her roots. If you've got a better system, sister, you just fill me in...or I suppose I could just wing it. You are beautiful, Girl...but you know you have to Suf-fer for that beauty.." He really does talk trash to them and gets away with it...He also what a world. I digress... My point is not to say that having a hysterectomy is like getting your roots done--not at all. But there are some reasonable parallels here that are worth examining. After much consideration I think that the woman suing the doctor is way out of line. I can understand her initial upset and unhappiness. However, I think she's blown it out of context. This doctor provided her (to all appearances) with appropriate medical treatment. To come after him in a lawsuit for an act that was not malicious nor harmful seems a poor choice for handling her emotional distress. US juries can be a voilatile bunch, though. It may just be that the woman's lawyer is counting on a swift settlement. Should the doctor or his malpractice insurance company not want to risk an easily swayed or medically unsophisticated jury, that might be a good bet on the lawyer's part. Time will tell, and until then, I offer you the ob/gyn waiting room of the future. Swathed tattoo parlor style with flash of personal-choice insignias for all your surgical needs. Good thing too cause you'll be here for hours completing the paperwork before the final escrow-esque signing and initialling of the ream of consent forms prior to ever meeting a doctor.

Month: January 2003
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Who ARE These People...(continued from below)
What TkM doesn't know is how much she freaks me out...No, no...not in any blatant way with content and such. Rather it's the resonance of her style, history and assorted personality stuff that sends bizarro gooseflesh up my arms.
An innocuous example? I found her site on a google of "Tequila Mockingbird"...The oh-so-clever registered name of my cat.(okay, yeah. I said innocuous, right?)
Her 100 Things About Me list was so extraordinarily close to mine, that anyone would think I plagarized it. Seriously. I've had to consign mine to the scrap heap and will need to come up with 100 other things about me. Gee, thanks, TkM. (When I had DH review them both, his comment was, "That's spooky--Is this one of those alternate reality things?" Indeed.)
So it's a kindred spirit sort of a thing that keeps me reading. Not that that is any hardship--TequilaMockingbird's site features a wry and well-turned writing style. Of course we share as many differences as similarities (TkM's adoration of Gore gives O'Donnell's delight in Cruise a serious run for its money--:shrug:-whatevah..). Whether it's relating the Great Chili Scandal, scribing how Drunk Girlfriends commisserate or railing at some Nasty bit of politics, TequilaMockingbird is "So not Stomped [by those who might try bully or rain on her parade]"...
And why wouldn't someone monikered 'Your Bitter Co-Worker' go play in a sandbox titled 'Everything That Sucks'?
ETS...there's a poignent mix of piss, vinegar and pathos here that is awesome and awful all at once..There's a hardy candy shell (titanium-laced) coating a sweet chocolate center. And ETS will be the first to tell you so.
Her site is not unique in it's function as a place to rail at an unfair world. What is unique is the humor, passion and glimpses of the coping, healing processes she's brave enough to share.
ETS' vitriol and raw anger occasionally leaves me breathless. I return, though, because I've come to be invested in wanting ETS to survive and thrive. Besides, she's possessed of a mouth and fuck-awl-yawl attitude to rival, nay, even surpass my own...and you can't find that on cable...not even payperview...(says the chick with no tv-heh)
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Who ARE Those People?...
In the "Sites..." column???
The honest answer is that I have no idea.
I "know" them purely through their sites. So any relationship I share is filtered through that medium. That being said, it seems only polite that, having listed them here on this site (a dubious and rather shady distinction to be sure...) I expound on the reason each site is on that list.
The short answer is that I'm a flibberdegibbet and am tired of losing track of sites I enjoy reading. Yet that begs the larger question of *why* I enjoy reading (and sometimes interacting on) those sites. In that vein, here's a little Preamble to each:
Struggle In a Bungalow Kitchen
SIBK's thread involves looking to expand her day to day repertoire of tasty-goodness for her family. This is more of a launch pad to general observation/conversation than a hard and fast rule.
It's as much for the friendly, familiar style of the postings there as for the opportunity to 'talk turkey (err...or pheasant) that I enjoy dropping by. SIBK's site exudes a bungalow kitchen kitsch where good rich coffee aroma fills the air and drop-in guests are an occasion for friendly chit-chat. It doesn't get heavy or dense at SIBK--a welcome respite for weary www wanderers.
I'd lose track of this site and then find it again til I finally bookmarked it. Now that it's on the sidebar, I look forward to more regular visits. P's got quite a 'spin' on things. I enjoy dropping in and always take away something to ponder.
It was not terribly long ago that YBCW was a laurelled and lauded Poli-Sci geek slaving away in Public Servantitude. Better living for all through *my* efforts in government (cheeky, no?).
Alas, the road to hell for classically liberal independants in politics is paved with sessions exposing the seamy underbelly of power mongering in an entrenched two-party system...YBCW boldly chickened out of the conquer from within strategy and fled shrieking (and, if I recall, staggering and drooling were involved as well) from the fray...
But if it's in the blood, baby, ya cain't never break free...Enter Propagandist's site; A campaign consultant of the LA, California variety, Prop's site features funny boiler room and campaign anecdotes, carefully considered links (and the side bar to outside research and policy sites is a boon to my aforementioned lazy ass)...all spiked liberally (no pun intended, but oh well, heh) with Tom Waites, William Blake, and personal reflections/introspection...
Propagandist makes the statement, 'I believe in politics as a means to a better society'. P & I may (too soon to tell, but it's almost inevitable between any two people) dispute just what constitues a better society. To the statement, however, I wholeheartedly raise my glass and toast...
I'll continue in this manner, accounting for all the linked sites. Only, at this point I can see it'll take a moment, so I may as well get these out and go from there...
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A bit of Site Housekeeping/Remodeling:
You'd think that a chick who cashes a check playing Ringmaster as a PM for a seriously monolithic IT behemoth, I'd have more of a clue about technical thingy-stuff...
Truly, though, I haven't a clue (see--you beleaguered Technical people? Your suspicions are confirmed...Your PM is clueless--Before you get too smug--Try wringing requirements out of the client while simultaneously writing the cost case and project plan from thin air, finageling capable techs that are still speaking to you after the last project for this client, checking the pit traps for any hapless office flunkies that are overdue with necessary administrivia and...oh yeah...actuallyaccomplishing and delivering something...Then get smug when I ask for the thousandth time, "Yeah, yeah...but will it be working by noon? And why is there a line item for gerbils on your expense report?"
While so very-not my expertise, technical thingy-stuff holds great fascination and appeal for me. As a result, I can while away hours poking with a stick to get stuff to do stuff. Sometimes it works. Sometimes I have an idea as to why... Mostly it is quite clearly magic and like the Necronomicon a misplaced syllable can spell certain doom.

And the whole point of that ramble? I goofed around with http://blogrolling.com/ since I wanted to have a one-stop shop for the sites I most enjoy. How that all works? With the Java and all that? Not a fucking clue...magic, I tell ya-magic...howevvvver, I weaseled around and around to figure out and and where to put the stuff and am dogged and determined enough that I was able to hijack that newsserve column to do my evil bloglist bidding. Things broke down when I tried to add the "blogroll me" link, but by then I had lost interest and moved on...Cause that's just the way it goes with me....I'll forget about it completely until the next stick poking excursion...
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Though it's lazy, I'm posting here an excerpt from a comment gone amok on another site.
The background is that THYRIO has been toting a jeep full of garbage around for the past two days. Day one was an 'oopsie, forgot the dump is closed on Weds', but day two found no one minding the dump--likely due to the recent snowfall.
Why post my comment here? Because I went off into tangent-land with it (so sorry, T) and it really should have had it's home here and not crowding up the poor man's comment section...
Frankly, I find that this is indicative of my overall style (and why this blogging thing held such appeal)...Rarely do I spring tothe keyboard with burgeoning newborn ideas just waiting to be written. I tend to the Socratic rather than expositive modes of expression...Which is why a mis-adventure in garbage sends me careening off to wax nostalgic and philosophic about social mores in France....
The comment post
"Well, I hope that you neatly stacked your garbage for later disposal by the absentee dump-minder. That's not snarky--just pragmatic.
My DH points at this type of behavior on my part and 'blames' my time living in France (y'know, amidst all those French people...). He may be right.
The French are simultaneously the most rule-bound and yet rule-breaking society around. Everyone "knows the rules" and for the most part adheres to them quite strictly...So, the off-shoot of this is that if one is witnessed breaking the rules, conventional wisdom says and popular custom dictates that "there must be a very good reason"...and people simply accomodate that transgression with little or no comment/protest.
Example: In France, you stand in line. Period. For just about everything. Now, in the States, if someone were to cut in line, at the least they'd be in for some serious sniping--worst, they'd be ejected, pelted with small furry animals and left for dead at the back of the queue. In France, if someone cuts in line, they just...err..cut. Eyebrows will be quirked and mouths will be moued in that way only the French can pull off...but not a feather will ruffle. The working assumption is that the cutter has a pressing concern of such great (and private) urgency, that of course they must go first--and to stop them and ask what that reason might be could impede the cutter even further...simply unconscionable. Same goes with; smoking in a 'no smoking' area, traffic rules, any dog-related transgression, shopping ettiquette, and things like leaving your garbage neatly piled in front of a 'not supposed to be closed' dump.
The French believe in rules wholeheartedly and also believe in not following them when you shouldn't. Vive La France.
This got long. Dammit. I'm working on that yakity-yak trait...Promise!"
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I'm moving this up to the front because, dammit, those cockney kittens fuckin rawk.
All site evidence to the contrary, there are no belltowers and highpowered rifles looming in my near future...
When pushed to the outer limits, I tend to hunker down; bunker in with something uplifting. something like...Kittens...performing kittens--Oh yeah, Baby. That's the good stuff: Getcher Hot Kitten Action Here...
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Shirk Shirk Shirk...
Lurk lurk lurk...
I realized today that if I dedicated even 1/2 the time to writing in my own site as I do running around reading all my favorites, I might actually have posted something in the last month or so...
Ah, intertia--Thy name is Cat.
Meanwhile, over at THYRIO's Site , he pondered the imponderables of the unsullied gift. THYRIO, cast aside your stalkish doubts. Cloak yourself, rather in that grand titled tradition that men (and women) have used throughout the ages to bleach the public smears of impropriety from their desire to bestow largess to beauty. You are no stalker..No,no! You, dear sir, are a Patron.
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