Where Kassel Rhymes with Castle

Every week I send out an update to the medical school, which gets send out as part of WGW (What's Good Wednesday), an email where the associate deans of students compiles the professional and academic accomplishments and life events of the student body in an effort to help keep us connected even though we are spread out across lecture halls, campuses, and hospitals across the state. Usually populated by sporadic submissions of significance, after talking with friends before I left, I decided to twist the format to suit my needs to stay connected to my class. After the fifth week of consistent submission, my update was given it's own special place and title: Kassel's Corner.  It's been a busy week for Kassel Galaty (Med20 v.21) across the pond! As previously mentioned she went to the National Archives in London and spent hours upon hours pouring over old letters and documents. The stack of documents she tried to work through, as well as an example of the scribbles she...

Last Sunday was BEAUTIFUL. It was fall on steroids. It demanded to be basked in the sun and appreciated out of doors. So I biked to Anglesey Abbey with one of my friends from my program. The ride was about half an hour and it took us along the River Cam, through fields, over bridges, and along country lanes through towns called Fen Ditton and Stow cum Quy. We wandered through the grounds and were persuaded to get National Trust memberships--financially motivated to travel around the UK and get our money's worth. Also, is there any faster way of gaining my approval than having a secondhand bookshop on the grounds? No, I really don't think there is. Cheers! The footpath was closed for construction, so we had to cut across the field, which led us to a bridge that we had to carry our bikes up and over. But on the other side we came across a secret tire swing that we never would have seen otherwise.  ...

I love when doctors throw shade in the correspondence section of the British Medical Journal Marshall, James. "Accidental Syphilis."  The British Medical Journal  1, no. 4558 (1948): 953. http://www.jstor.org/stable/25363587.

About two weeks ago, I was running late for everything. Still working out the distance to things, not to mention where things were in the first place. As 5 pm rolled around, my phone calendar informed me that I was, unsurprisingly, late for one of the Cambridge Festival of Ideas* panel discussion/debate called “When Was Reproduction Invented?” Undeterred, I decided to brave whatever public shame walking in late would bring. I biked over to St. John’s College, and power walked to the building, marveling as I did at the beautiful red ivy covering the walls around me and wishing I had the time to photograph and admire the general splendor. *Cambridge Festival of Ideas is two weeks of intellectual FOMO. For two weeks, absurdly smart and qualified people discuss and debate their research and passion projects, usually with five different panels happening all at the same time in five different locations, at exactly the time you have something else planned. Turns out I did! I had put the...