"Ladies and gentlemen, if there's a physician on the flight, if you could alert the crew by pressing your call button..."

"we have a passenger in need of your assistance."

That was the announcement that awoke me thirty minutes into my flight from boston to minneapolis this morning. Apparently, one of the passengers had fallen quite ill, and a doctor was needed. I figured with three hundred people on the flight, there was probably one...

And there were none... and sometimes they ask for med students next, but not this time, and i was pretty thankful for that... I was actually pretty nervous considering i was probably the most medically trained person on the flight, but we put down in syracuse within minutes, and i didn't say anything...

after all, what's three months of med school anyway... clearly a little bit of knowledge is dangerous in this situation...

anyway, look forward to a barrage of photos and stories from my weekend sojourn in boston and some shots from rochester, as well as the namesake photo, finally, for this blog, diagnosis: penguin...

it's been a long time coming...

(and if he doesn't start reading the blog, there will be a picture of rome for all of you h.j. portlock fans)

cheers,