I drank my first cup of coffee in 2 months yesterday around 3pm. I didn't fall asleep until after 3:30am this morning. I am
profoundly affected by caffeine- always have been, and I know this... but I was SO wired yesterday. It got me wondering about the half life of caffeine (how long it takes for half of the substance to be metabolized in the body). The only information I have in my books relates to cats and dogs, so I referred to the almighty
WebMD. Apparently, plasma levels of caffeine can be detected as little as 5 minutes after ingestion (via gut
absorption), with an average half life of 5-8 hours in an adult. Of course there is significant variation from person to
person, but I must be one of those who is very sensitive to the effects of caffeine with an inability to clear it quickly so it affects me longer... this might explain why I was still hyped up 12 hours after I drank my iced vanilla coffee.
geez.
I love the running application on my phone that tells me how far I've gone, how fast I've run, how long I've run etc. It also lets me view my route on Google Earth. This is a normal route for me... out around the hospital... but of course my route doesn't get any longer. So you can see that I have to weave in and out of the neighborhoods and parking lots in order to add distance to my run. :) I tried to spell my name by running in circles of letters in the parking lot (hoping it would show up on the satellite), but unfortunately it didn't work. So I looked like a doof in the parking lot for no good reason!

On Saturday, I will be heading to The
Animal Medical Center in New York City, and I'm very excited about it. I'll be externing on a soft tissue surgery rotation for two weeks. This is a very large hospital and I'm excited about all that I will see - common or rare. About this time of year, when the air is starting to feel nice outside all the New Yorkers begin to open up their windows. This is not so good for some of the kitty cats up there, because they end up falling out of the window! This happens so much, there is actually a name for it "
high rise syndrome"! The cats present with a separated mandibular symphasis and pneumothorax. This is one of the reasons I chose May as my month to extern. Those poor kittys. There was actually a study done a number of years ago to determine what floor the feline fell from based upon it's injury. Apparently it became very predictable. One cat was an exception however. The cat came in without a single injury, not even a broken bone. A lady found the cat on the sidewalk and rushed it in. "This cat most likely fell from the 2nd floor," every veterinarian said. So the doctors scanned the cat for a microchip to retreive the contact information for the owner and gave her a call. She had seen the cat fall from the window, but just hadn't made it down from her apartment on the 63rd (!) floor before the other woman picked the cat up! Oh my goodness!! I will pray for all the cats of the city!!
and now. Just since we're talking about cats. Here is my chit chat kit cat when she was just a few months old hanging out in Suzanne's lap as well as a current picture.
she's sticking her tongue out at me!!!