He survived, and that morning I noticed something thanks to my experience with birds which lead to us getting a med that has turned things around.
So thanks to a lot of intensive care - tube feeds, crop washouts, IM meds at home - he's still alive and is actually improving. He's on six different medications, but he's doing surprisingly well. A week ago he was so emaciated you could have cut paper with his keel bone, but in the last few days he's gained back over 15% of his lowest body weight and he's got his attitude back (which includes taking swipes at me.) Birds with this disease never live their normal lifespan, but a rare few have survived a few years with it, so there's some hope we may be able to manage this long term.
There's my update on the fluffy roseate dinosaur.
The aforementioned fluffy roseate dinosaur, at the vet's office. He climbed up onto my shoulder which just does NOT happen.
Now, to medicine.
I've now finished my last OB/Gyn elective and have wrapped up three straight months of OB/Gyn (which for the rest of this post I will shorten to just OB.) I figured this stretch would decide for me once and for all whether I want to apply to OB.
Well, I definitely love OB. All of it. I think I can handle the lifestyle too.
I am not positive I can handle assisting in vaginal surgery. Specifically assisting; I think I could handle being the primary just fine, because then you're seated or standing straight. But assisting in vaginal surgery means being stooped over, half under the patient's leg, twisted sideways, with your arms outstretched, retracting without moving for hours at a time.
Spending 7+ hours in one day in a position that seems especially designed to be excruciating for someone with pre-existing back issues is... not optimal. My back has been screwed up since a bad fall I had when I was 15. I manage just fine most of the time, even though I deal with pretty much constant pain from it, but sometimes have to be a little extra cautious with my movements.
There is a LOT of assisting in vaginal surgery during an OB residency, as one would expect. I am honestly not entirely sure I could handle five years of doing that regularly and I worry that I might make the already chronic pain I cope with so much worse.
That's my one big hang up. I have no worries about my ability to manage the other requirements of the job or training for it. The five year residency is certainly daunting, but I'm up for it. I just feel so at home in OB. It's the part of medicine that comes to me most naturally, that I have the most interest in, that feels like where I belong. I don't want this one thing to hold me back from it, but at that same time, I don't want my career to disable me.
I've given myself a deadline for making a decision about what residency/ies I'll apply to. End of June. That gives me time to apply to the family medicine sponsorship if I do decide to do family med instead.
Thankfully my school has us have a mandatory career counselling session and mine is scheduled for early April, so I'll be able to get some feedback on my thoughts, I hope.
It's hard to believe that in less than a year I'll know what kind of doctor I'm going to be.