Wrymette: A Profile in Economic Courage
Hey! When's it my turn! This is fun!
Okay, so you're a struggling med student with bills to pay and movies to see and a tight schedule, being as it's your junior year.
You need a fairly well-paying job, with a flexible schedule and high demand, and one relatively easy to master to boot, so you can get on-line and producing income quickly.
Yet, you are so deathly afraid of needles that routine blood-draws have historically provided fodder for family stories during the holidays.
What to do?
Well, if you're Wrymette, the Eldest Daughter, you train for a job as a phlebotomist.
She's come home yesterday with needle marks on her arms (they practice, of course, on each other) and today they've gotten to the point where they are extracting sample bits of blood from each other.
My admiration for her knows no bounds.
As a life-long fellow needle-phobic, I am punching the air for Wrymette. Training as a phlebotomist, and having others practise on her! What courage and spirit that shows. Wrymette rocks.
I would love to have trained as a doctor. My childhood heroes were Pasteur and Lister and I read every medical history book I could lay my hands on, for many years. Sadly, there was a Math requirement for the training courses. It has since been rescinded, but I knew, at the time, it would preclude me. The right hemisphere of the brain is where number skills hang out, as far as I recall... I must have two inumerate left ones splatted together instead. :/
Go Wrymette!
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Pasteur and Lister should be on every kid's list of heroes. I think you had to be very clever back then (before calculators and television) to figure anything out.
Helpful Wry Math hint: Next time you are pondering math, try to think of it more as a language than a math. That helps a bit.
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Well...I might grant Maths a sort of linguistic resonance with Hungarian, which has thirty five different noun forms.
Yeah, you are right that tv had a lot less impact back in the day. A book would always win out over a fuzzy black and white image on a tiny screen. We sedentary Scots have always loved out telly, tho, and claim its invention, by John Logie Baird in the 1920s. Would not be surprised to learn that archaeologists unearthed primitive cathode ray tubes in neolithic kist burials, powered by neep.
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