Fighter planes and former plans

So the whole Charlie Sheen debacle marks the only time I’ve ever become concerned about somebody after hearing their drug test was negative.

I guess his recent “I am on a drug – it’s called Charlie Sheen” statement is uncomfortably correct.  (I wonder if our psych professor will be borrowing quotes from his interview to explain mania next year?  I can see the slides now:  “I’ve got magic.  I’ve got poetry at my fingertips.  Most of the time – and this includes naps – I’m an F-18, bro, and I will destroy you in the air and deploy my ordnance to the ground” = slightly more energetic than one might deem normal.)

In other news, since I’m terrible at keeping in touch with people and school starts again tomorrow, I figured tonight would be a good night to catch up with the family.

Mom:  So, you’re done with spring break!  What do you do next?
Me:  Now we get to learn all of cardiology in 3 weeks.
Mom:  …oh my lord.  But you’ll all do more with it before you graduate, right?  How long is your cardiology rotation next year?
Me:  We don’t have a cardiology rotation.
Mom:  Oh good lord, that’s terrifyi-.. I mean, that’s fine.  I’m not worried.  Are you done with micro yet?
Me:  Yep.  Oh, and hey – I’ve been meaning to ask you – when I was growing up, why didn’t you ever bring me into the doctor for my strep throat?
Mom:  I don’t believe in doctors.
Me: …. What.  But.. listen, I don’t know if you remember this, but you’re an RN.
Mom:  Bingo.

I guess that explains why she was actually supportive of my teenage self’s plan to become a herbologist.  (I still get e-mails from the through-the-mail diploma mill I wanted to enroll in.  Good times.)*

Luckily, I did not become a herbologist.  I didn’t become an actor, a writer, or a farmer either – so I’m really not that great with the career predictions, which makes it a little more understandable that my mother still seems to be a shade unclear on the fact that I’m planning on becoming a doctor now.

*  I wish someone had made me take a real science class in high school.  I think I got by with building a rock collection and writing a dramatic story about a rainforest.

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7 thoughts on “Fighter planes and former plans

  1. I vaguely remember reading paper on a horribly unethical test for bipolar that involved administering cocaine and seeing if changes in mood persisted beyond the drug’s presence in the system. Mania is a hell of a better drug than cocaine…

    • Agreed. It’d be easier to understand if she wasn’t so adamantly scientific about so many other things (yes to vaccines, evolution, living wills, etc).

      I lived with her for 18 years and still haven’t figured her out.

  2. Charlie Sheen clearly is off his rocker. Just watch his interviews; the man isn’t all there.

    The sad thing is that if he wasn’t able to afford his wardrobe/a team of handlers to keep track of him, he would probably just look like any other guy who we ignore on the street with these kinds of issues.

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