One might say I’m on a roll. Halfway through the year I have already broken my 2017 record for best year. I have published three of my most read ever blog posts in the past three months. But, even combined, they don’t surpass my 2015 piece “Normal Blood Pressure”. If that one was a movie, it would be characterized as a sleeper. It describes a housecall on a snowy day in Van Buren. And I guess it is a fair little snapshot of the essence of rural medicine at the northern edge of my adopted homeland.
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Recent posts
- Delivering Health Care is Like Practicing a Religion
- Make it So
- Your Doctor Remembers Most Things About Medicine, But Not Everything About You
- Five Plain Truths About Gout
- I Do Fewer Elective Procedures Now Than When I Started Out. This is Why:
- A Renaissance For Phrenology? (A Country Doctor Reads 8/24/22)
- Replay: A DOCTOR’S PARTING WORDS
- Don’t Be Insulted If I Prescribe Narcan Along With Your Pain Medication
- The Intrusive, Insensitive Nature of Primary Care
- Untitled
- Understanding a CBC (Complete Blood Count)
- Abnormal Lab Tests: Not Always a Sign of Disease
- Dosing Warfarin: From Flowsheet to Workflow. Is This Progress?
- A Country Doctor Reads: Consider the Vagus Nerve, No Matter What Seems to be the Diagnosis | The Wall Street Journal
- A Country Doctor Reads: The Solution Shop and the Production Line — The Case for a Frameshift for Physician Practices | NEJM
- Changing EMR Again: Goodbye Greenway, Hello Epic
- The Useless, Almost Drive-Through, Nearly Touchless, Free But Expensive and Wasteful Physical Exam
- Somebody Stole My Inhaler Idea. Finally!
- There Are Too Many Back Seat Drivers in Medicine Today
- Quick and Easy: How to Save Primary Care
A Country Doctor Writes: 
Despite my instruction for morning lasix, Lilly took hers at bedtime! House calls teach you a lot. Mid morning on a Saturday, Lilly was dressed fully; one might say “encased” in clothes. She had a bedside commode and patiently explained to me that the diuresis from the lasix was much more easily handled at night in her loose nightgown; over to the bedside commode, and easily back to sleep.
I also learned that she milked the cow before she fixed Sam’s breakfast. I suggested that she fix breakfast first. She later reported that her arthritic hands hurt much less with the milking.