Saturday, May 05, 2007
Seven Stones...... crossing boundaries
"It's strange you're not checking soccer news!"
"I've already checked them"
"Do you watch cricket?"
"Not really, but I heard the world cup is going on"
"It's over, Australia won, and India lost in the first round to Bangladesh, it was a disaster"
"Yeah I'm sure it sucks to have one billion people feel sad all at once"
"Do you play cricket in Lebanon", he asked
"I'm not from Lebanon"
"I mean Egypt....."
"Neither...."
"Turkey?"
"Jordan", I replied
"Yeah do you play cricket there?"
"No, I barely know what cricket is. All I know is that a player throws a ball at another player"
"Yes and the other player has to shoot it with his bat"
"In Jordan we have something similar. We used to play in neighborhoods. The boys divide themselves into 2 teams, then they arrange seven stones over each other, and boys try to hit the stones with a tennis ball. IF a boy hits the stones the other teams runs away......."
the Indian doctor interrupted, "I know, the boy tries to hit the other team members before they can get back to arrange the stones"
I was totally surprised. "Do you know the game" I asked
"Of course"
"What is called in India?"
"Putame"- I think that's the name he said
"What does it mean?
"It doesn't mean anything"
"But it should mean something, in Jordan we call it Sab3 Hjaar, it means seven stones, because the stones we use in the game are seven"
"In India it doesn't mean anything"
"And do you use seven stones?"
"Maybe seven or nine, I forgot"
I had a very strange feeling. I always thought of Sab3 Hjaar as a very local game, something Jordanian or Jordanian/Iraqi/Syrian kind of game. Obviously they also have it in India. I always felt it's the idea from which baseball was created , one player throws a ball then runs and the other team players try to hit him with it.
I don't think I'll ever play "Seven Stones" again, but I'll always think it's way more exciting, creative and competitive than baseball, cricket, or that stupid nameless Indian game.
Friday, May 04, 2007
1-1
الفيصلي يتعادل مع وفاق سطيف في ذهاب نهائي كأس العرب حطينا هدف التعادل بآخر لحظة
الإياب في عمان بعد أسبوعين....غلبناهم قبل هيك في عمان
لازم نغلبهم كمان مرة
Thursday, May 03, 2007
بالنسبة للي بدو يبيع كليته
لكن المواطن رد باليميل على بعض البلوغرجية والقراء
في رد على أحد الاعضاء قال:
"أخي الكريم أذا أردت أن تتواصل معي بخصوص عرضي لكليتي فهذا إيميلي تستطيع ان نتواصل فيها بشأن العرض الذي عرضتهpunisher-2006@hotmail.com
بالنسبة لسمرز فكان الرد كالتالي
"شكرا لك على تعاطفك وعلى رسالتك الكريمه
أخي الكريم أبيع كليتي , أفضل أن أتسول وأمد يدي للناس , أخي الكريم إن كنتراغبا بالمساعده أما أن تقوم بقبول عرضي إن رغبت به أو أن تجد لي مشترياً وانا مستعد لأي فحص طبي حتى أثبت سلامه الكليه لديك الخيارين لمساعدتي
أخي الكريم أنا لا أقبل أي معون ماليه دون مقابل , صحيح أني محتاج ولكني صاحب كرامه وعزه نفس وأهون عليه ان أبيع أعضائي على أن أقبل مساعده من دون مقابل
وأشكرك ثانيا على تعاطفك معي
وللأسف حتى الآن لم اجد مشتريا لها , لكنى بالتأكيد سأجد في النهايه
my telphone number
00970599575279
والسلام ختام"
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ولسا في ناس بتقلك الاقتصاد في الاردن في تحسن والاوضاع فوق الريح
شوف احكيلك...
في فرق بين واحد فقير زي الفقرا اللي بنعرفهم واللي يا دوب معو مصاري يعيش زي بني الادم وبين شخص ماكل خرا
الناس بتسوطي حيط الفقير وبتعامله كالعبد وكأنه يستحق ما يجري له
لا يمكن إلا أن أتذكر بعض الابيات لمحمود درويش
سجل...
Monday, April 30, 2007
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Tears in heaven




if I saw you in heaven.....
Would it be the same
if I saw you in heaven
Beyond the door.....
there's peace I'm sure
and I know there'll be no more... tears in heaven
Friday, April 27, 2007
واحد بدو يبيع كليته
في مواطن فلسطيني من كثر الفقر نزل إعلان بدو يبيع كليته
يلعن أبو هالزمن
بعتله إيميل كالتالي
حضرة السيد أحمد
لقد تأثرت فعلاً عندما رأيت إعلانك المتعلق ببيع كليتك وبريدي الالكتروني هذا لا أعتقد أنه سيقدم أو سيأخر وأتمنى ألا يكون مضيعة لوقتك ، أنا مواطن أردني أعيش في الولايات المتحدة لدي مدونة الكترونية بسيطة يزورها بعض القراء وسأعرض قضيتك هناك و سأضع بريدك الالكتروني هناك وأسأل عن أي وسيلة ممكن من خلالها مساعدتك
لا أريد أن أعطيك آمالاً كاذبة لكنني سأفعل ما بوسعي لمساعدتك قدر الامكان وأرجو ألا يكون بعد المسافة عائقاً أمام مساعدتك
وان شاء الله الله بفرجها عليكو
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عأي حال عندي الإيميل و اذا في أي شخص بقدر يساعده مادياً او بعرف مؤوسسة ممكن تساعده خليه يحكي قبل ما يبيع كليته
عنجد شغلة بتحزن
شكرا
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Monday, April 23, 2007
Does your brain make you brainless?

Sounds just an interesting piece which you can read on Al-Rai's last page or in a column in Majalet Sayyedati
For me , it just brought me back the same old thought that we might not have a soul.
Have you ever thought, that we are not really human beings? If you haven't had this thought before, try to think of it.... maybe we were created from flesh and bone and all our thoughts are results of how our brain stuructures were created.
If you're hard-working it's not because you're responsible, it's just because your brain structure and chemicals made you a hard-working person.
If you love being a doctor it's not because you were inspired by an episode ER it's because the chemicals in your brain made you make that decision.
If you like to drive fast and wanna be a playboy it's your brain structure and chemicals. The way you talk to others, your thoughts and beliefs and behavior is nothing related to your choice but it's all merely an interaction between your brain structure and the environemnt around it. It's all chemistry and physics interacting but in the shape of a human being.
That's why a democrate is a democrate, it's his brain. That's why a republican is a republican , it's the way his brain was made up.
Even your response to what I'm saying now is not your option it's just the way your brain is designed to be. You have no say in it.
I hate thinking of a human being to be so helpless and powerless, but it might be true.
or maybe not?
do we really have a soul ??
Sunday, April 22, 2007
Immortal
The hospital became his second home, he had a very supportive wife and family who never left him since that happened. Eventually he needed to have a hole made in his throat thought which he would breathe.
He was admitted to the hospital when I was on-call with a pneumonia (lung infection). His breathing was hard so we placed him on a ventilator (breathing machine) until the effect of the antibiotics would kick in.
Later that day the nurse called me saying ,"he's trying to pull out his (breathig) tube"
I went down to talk to the guy. He was completely alert and with it. He pointed to his breathing machine, tried to utter words which I could understand, "pull it out"
I brought him a pencil and a paper, and he wrote, "pull it out, I've had enough"
Pulling the tube out meant he would be off the breathing machine.
I told him, "you'll only need this tube today, tomorrow you'll probably get better and we'll take you off the machine and you can go back home with your wife"
He responded in writing, "pull it now"
"But you will die now if I pull it"
"That's OK"
In case you're wondering if it's legal or not, what is ILLEGAL is not following the patient's wishes as long as he is able to state what they are. He clearly was alert and had the capacity to make his own decision, "Pull it out now, I don't care if I die, I've had enough"!
I wanted to scream in his face "Are you shitting me?"
I tried to buy some time, "I'll call your wife and tell her to come now, is that OK?"
He nodded.
His wife and son arrived, and the nurse called again, "the wife is here, he still wants the tube out"
I went down to the ICU thinking of my bad luck. This man has been paralyzed for thirty years, has suffered like nobody did before and was OK with it, why on earth does he want to die now? IS it me? Was it that when he saw me he thought "I'd better die now!" I felt an inappropriate anger towards the dying man who was fearing life more than death.
I repeated this conversation in the presence of his wife and son. He repeated his request to stop the breathing machine. They begged him not to. They said they'd do anything to help him out. I told them that he'd probably die if we did and his chances of survival would be very low.
He was stubborn. He wanted it all off. We took everything off and I disconnected him from the machine. His son and wife stood by his side crying as I, cussing my damn luck, was watching his oxygen levels dropping. His oxygen level then stablized and did not drop further.
I was wondering if he can make throughout the day. The only hope was that the dosage of antibiotics he got would be good enough to treat his pneumonia and keep him alive. I conveyed that to his wife. The patient wanted to go home, so I arranged for that. I told the family again to expect the worst, but I had some hope since his breathing did not look too bad.
I asked the hospice services, who specialize in takig care of dying patients, to arrange for daily visits to his house to help his wife. I kept reading their note, and it looks like the man had a positive turn. It's been four months now and he is still alive off any breathing machine and without any hospitlization since that one!
It looks like death is not as selective as we think it is. It visits those who fight to avoid and avoids those who seek it. Those who fear death die a million times before they truly die, and those who don't fear death die only once.
Friday, April 20, 2007
In football, this is called perfect
Below is his goal and then Maradona's goal in 1986 against England, chosen as the best goal ever in a world cup.
Regardless of which you think is better, the truth is that it takes an Argentenian to score a goal like that.
Gracias Dios... por Maradona, y por Messi!
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Between a shooting and an explosion
For those inside the US, there were 190 Iraqis killed in an explosion in Baghdad, a few days after McCain and other senators visited Baghdad and said it was as safe as Indiana!
It turned out Baghdad was more dangerous than Virginia Tech's campus on an April 16 th's morning.
It looks like the people who appreciate life the most are those who lose it first.
There's a lot of crazy people in the streets. Some people complain why wasn't that Korean psycho held in a psychiatric hospital or treated in time to prevent him from doing his crime.
The sad part is that there are thousands and thousands of people like him out there walking in the streets. I have seen more crazy people in the one day in the streets and buses of Chicago than I have seen in one month at the psychiatric hospital in Mahes.
There was a shooting here in my university 4 years ago and four people were killed. The shooter was a failing nursing student. I'm just wondering if that student have passed he could have very much be next to me now in this hospital and we would be working together.
Crazy people.... they walk the streets, they live next to you, they work with you, they eat with you, they talk to you, and sometimes they run for office and ask for your vote.... and you vote for them and it takes a disaster for you to make a diagnosis.
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
رد الإعتبار

Sunday, April 15, 2007
أردني فلسطيني و فشة غل
أحياناُ أحب أن أتوهم أن العنصرية في تلاشي وأنه مع مرور جيل أو جيلين سوف تختفي، لكن من الواضح أن هناك الكثير من الحقد الدفين والكراهية التي تصل إلى حد التعصب الاعمى وأتذكر أني لما خضت بموضوع أيلول الاسود سمعت الكثيرين ، غالبا عن رغبة في تفادي فتح صفحات تاريخنا الاسود، سمعتهم يطلبون مني السكوت ونسيان الماضي وكأن ما حصل لا صلة له بنا
يجب أن نكون واقعيين و منطقببن بعض الشيء عند مناقشة الامور. فمجرد كونك أردنيا من أصل أردني لا يعطيك أي أفضلية على أي أردني من أصل فلسطيني. أنتو الجوز عايشين بالاردن وعليكم حقوق وواجبات مثل بعض
.الفلسطيني كثيرا ما يعامل كمواطن من الدرجة العاشرة واللي مش مصدق ينزله عمخفر شرطة أو دائرة جوازات وراح يكتشف أن اسم العائلة كثيراُ ما يكون اهم من الشكوى المقدمة او المخالفة المرتكبة
لو تم إجراء دراسة موضوعية لاكتشفنا ان الفلسطيني عرضة اكثر لاكل الكفوف في المخافر والشلاليط في الزنازن ومخالفات السير التي بلا طعم ، ولا أعتقد أن أي أردني من أصل فلسطيني لم يتعرض للموقف المعتاد الذي يتم فيه إشعاره بأنه ضيف ثقيل الدم غير مرغوب وكأنه هو السبب فيما يواجهه الاردن من مشاكل، يعني باختصار حتى الفلسطيني المولود في الأردن والذي يعتبر نفسه ابن البلد ولا يعرف وطنا كما يعرف الاردن بيجي واحد بسأله من وين الأخ ويس يقله يافا و لا نابلس بصير يتطلع عليه وكأنه من كوكب آخر وليس كأنه مواطن مثله مثلك ونحنا كلا معروفين أنه راسمالها موقف واحد سمج مثل هيك يكفي لايقاد مشاعر العنصرية والتفرقة التي مرت و أخالها ستمر عبر عدة أجيال لاحقة
الأردن مرت عليه حضارات قديمة جداً لكنه لم يتأسس بالشكل الذي هو عليه الآن إلا عام ستة وأربعين أو قبل ذلك بقليل. نعم الأردنيون أصلهم عشائري والعشائر يعود تاريخها لمئات بل آلاف السنين لكن الأردن اليوم هو وطن وليس مجرد تجمع للعشائر ومنذ بداية تاريخ هذا الوطن بدأ الفلسطنيون يهاجرون إليه رغما عنهم بعد حلول المصيبة تلو الاخرى وهكذا أصبح الاردن مزيج بين شعبين أصلهم واحد فرقت بينهم حدود رسمت على ورق
وللأسف نرى بعض المواطنين الكثير منهم شباب موبؤون بالعنصرية فنرى بعض الأردنيين يخونون الفلسطيني إذا ما اشتكى من الحكومة أو البطالة أو رفع الاسعار والاقساط وكأننا واجبنا الوطني هو دعم الحكومة بغض النظر عما تفعله، وإذا ما اشتكى الفلسطيني من أي شيء في البلد فقد أصبح هو عنصرياُ حاقداً غيوراً ... وبعد كل ذلك نتوقع من الفلسطيني أن يشعر بأقصى درجات الوطنية... وهاذي شوي صعبة خاصة بعد أن هُتف لشارون في عَمان كما لم يهتف له في تل أبيب و شُتم محمد الدرة بعد جنازته بأيام وحتى العائلة المالكة التي لا يسترجي أحد بالتخنفس عنها أعطى بعض الأردنيين الحق لأنفسهم بالتعرض لجلالة الملكة فقط بسبب أصلها رغم أن تمثل الأردن بصورة متميزة في العالم
و ما يدعو للأسف أيضا رؤية البعض من الأردنيين من أصل فلسطيني ممن لجؤوا إلى الأردن او ولدوا فيه يرفضون اي صلة تربطهم بالاردن وكانهم يشعرون بالإهانة إذا ما نوديوا بالاردنيين وإذا ما خرجوا خارج الوطن ينتهزون أية فرصة للطعن في الأردن كدولة وشعب وكيان لكنهم في الوقت ذاته يطالبون بأن يُعاملوا كأردنيين داخل الأردن. ولا يبخل البعض في اتهام الأردن كلها ببيع القضية وإعطاء فلسطين هدية لليهود ناسين الدم الأردني والمسيرات والاعتقالات واساور الذهب التي يجب ان يفتخر بها أي أردني بأنها ذهبت فداء لفلسطين، أو أنه يصعب لأي فلسطيني أن يجد وطنا عربيا يعامله كمواطن كالاردن او يشعر فيه بأنه ابن البلد كالأردن
عيش و خلي الناس تعيش والأردني الصحيح ليس من يبح صوته في الصراخ الأردن أولاً أو يتباهى بابتلاع أكبر لقمة منسف في التاريخ بل من ضحى من أجل الأردن وعلم أولاده أن الأردن أهم من اسم العشيرة أو رصيد البنك وأن الفرق بين الأردن وفلسطين لا يزيد عن نجمة سباعية على العلم ظلمناها كثيرا واتهمناها بتهم مزيفة لا أساس لها من الصحة
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
A Series of Extremely Unfortunate Events
9.00 AM, a doctor (not me thank God) sees the patient, he was sleeping, doesn't wake him up either.
9.30 AM, same doctor comes back, tries to wake him up, the patient doesn't wake up. His pulses are checked.... no pulses! CPR is started but the patient doesn't wake up. He's pronounced dead.
He was on a heart monitor. The monitor is checked. His heart had stopped at 6 AM. The person sitting at the monitor thought that it was an electrical problem.
The patient has been dead for three and half hours and everyone thought he was sleeping.
I'm disgusted by most medical lawsuits in the US, but this one I cannot complain about.
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Assassinations !!!
The famous assasination of Anwar al-Sadat in 1981
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The assasination of JFK in 1963
And this is the assassination of his assassin!!!
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When Ronald Reagan was shot in 1981
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This is the assasination of the Japanese prime miniter (don't know his name, I'll call him Suzuki)
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This is an assassination attempt of the Pope in 1970
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بغداد

كانتْ أجملَ المَلِكَاتِ في تاريخ بابِِلْ
كانت أطولَ النَخْلاتِ في أرض العراقْ
لا يعرفُ الإنسانُ كيفَ يعيشُ في هذا الوَطَنْ ..
لا يعرفُ الإنسانُ كيفَ يموتُ في هذا الوَطَنْ ..
بغداد.. تقتُلُ كلَّ يومٍ واحداً مِنَّا ..
وتبحثُ كلَّ يومٍ عن ضحيَّةْ
والموتُ .. في فِنْجَانِ قَهْوَتِنَا ..
وفي مفتاح شِقَّتِنَا ..
وفي أزهارِ شُرْفَتِنَا ..
وفي وَرَقِ الجرائدِ ..
والحروفِ الأبجديَّةْ ...
ها نحنُ .. ..
ندخُلُ مرةً أُخرى لعصرِ الجاهليَّةْ ..
ها نحنُ ندخُلُ في التَوَحُّشِ ..
والتخلّفِ .. والبشاعةِ .. والوَضَاعةِ ..
ندخُلُ مرةً أُخرى .. عُصُورَ البربريَّةْ ..
حيثُ الكتابةُ رِحْلَةٌ
بينِ الشَّظيّةِ .. والشَّظيَّةْ
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نزار قباني.....في رثاء بلقيس
Sunday, April 08, 2007
No Jews Allowed
The request from my sick patient was a bit shocking. I've met him half an hour ago. He had told me that he had a few Arab friends and that he respected the Arabic culture. After seeing him I told him we had to call a cardiologist (heart) and GI (stomach) doctor to evaluate him, then he made this shokcing request, "Please I prefer that no Jewish doctors would see me"
In medicine, the patient-doctor relationship is sacred and doctors should do their best to preserve it, therefore any request the patient makes should be done as long as it does not contradict with the work ethic.
His request clearly did.
Maybe he assumed that being an Arab I would be receptive to his request. I hate Israel, I think it is an abusive country that killed and is still killing innocent civilians let alone stealing their land, but I can never hate a person solely for his religion or belief.
If I refuse to be discriminated against I should not accept it to others and prevent it if possible. Racism is racism is racism.
I had to immediately respond to his request. This is something they don't teach you in medical school. Yes they teach you that there should be no discrimination at work and you should not whistle to a nurse if you think she's hot but you're sometimes placed in situation you never thought you'd be placed in (I just remembered the schizophrenic in Fuhais who wanted to marry my sister)
I said, "they're all the same, religion doesn't matter"
"Yeah but I prefer non-Jewish docs"
I left the room and grabbed his chart. I had to call two doctors, one for his heart and the other for his stomach. Since that was a private hospital I had a very long list of doctors to pick from to come and see him.
Subconsciously, I found myself calling Dr. Goldberg for his heart and Dr. Cohen for his stomach. Next day was my last day at that hospital and another resident, Dr. Shuman, took over my service.
I didn't stay long to know what happened to that guy, but I'm sure it was lots of fun!
Saturday, April 07, 2007
Thursday, April 05, 2007
Killing me softly

My new patient arrived with two security officers. It was not the first time I had a sick person coming from prison. Usually there's only one guard with the guy but this time there were two of them. They never left the room.
He was truly sick but did better overnight. The next day I realized that this guy was in prison for killing his wife, stabbing her to death in front of her children more than years ago. He was sentenced to death and he is on the death row, awaiting execution. I've googled his name and .... oh god this guy is for real, he is a real criminal, and three books have been written about his crime. One of my interns watched a documentary about him less than six months ago.
I have to admit that I was shitting on myself everytime I went into his room. We provided him with all the medical therapy he needed and he eventually got better. IT was so ironic that we were doing our best, getting all the specialists involved and doing all the required studies, with a total cost over 300 thousand dollars, and much more in the near future, to save the life of a man and keep him in good health so he can be executed when he becomes in good shape!
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
الغول الحشاش
المعلق: خالد الغول
احسن معلق في تاريخ التلفزيون الاردني
صارلو ابو ١٢ سنة بشتغل بتلفزيون ا.رت.
شكلو اتحمس شوي هون!!
Sunday, April 01, 2007
Saturday, March 31, 2007
Are you one in a million?

Friday, March 30, 2007
Nice......
Great Song!
What's greater is that, after 2 years of agony, I know finally how to post videos on the blog, thanx to lamisova.
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Why did you change the station

without any obligation
change the station?
When they blew my house
soiled my room with their feces
turned my brother into pieces
I aksed for help
and you changed the station
When my mother was taken
her dignity, forsaken
without any explanation
I asked for help
and you, sir, changed the station
When they told me I should not resist
that there's no reason for me to exist
I turned to you, sir, for a hand or a tear
or a word to quench my fear
but you, again, changed the station
I can see you sir
in five years, maybe ten,
holding a baby with an amputated leg
dragging your crippled mother with her broken neck
and when you'll look at the camera in the eye
thinking of the lens as your only salvation
you'll know how brutal it was
to just change the station
Sunday, March 25, 2007
Laugh it up your heart

The patient arrived to the hospital. I went to talk to him
"So you keep falling"
"Yes, I've been falling for more than a year"
"Any idea why?"
"Whenever I laugh I get short of breath and suddenly pass out for a few seconds"
"Does it happen at other times?"
"No , just when I laugh"
We ran a few tests on his heart and nothing showed up. I went again to this 56 year-old guy
"Your heart seems to be working very well"
"So what's causing me to pass out?"
"Laughing, whenver you laugh you stimulate some nerves that slows down your heart and make you pass out for a few seconds, it's not serious...you'll wake up"
"So how can I avoid that"
I thought for second.... "Stay away from funny people"
It looked like he thought the answer was funny, and I felt the danger approaching. He opened his mouth and started laughing. His face turned red. I looked at him very seriously in the face and he stopped laughing. I wrote orders to discharge him home, and before I left I checked the board to see who his nurse was. It was Ellis, a nurse whom I have never seen smiling in three years.
Then I thought to myself, "he's in safe hands"
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
A mostashfa el-Basheer moment
Yesterday was one of those crappy busy days and the ER was so packed that patients, laying on beds, were placed in the hallways outside rooms. The patients thrown in the hallway were more than those inside the rooms. .
I was called to admit a lady (I'll call her Dickens) with a hand infection. She had some psychiatric issues (i.e. she was crazy) and she tried to kill herself once so she cut herself and her hand kept getting infected since then. Her dcotor in the clinic thought that she needed to stay in the hospital. He called me at 2 pm to admit her to the hospital. There were no beds and she had to stay in the hospital.
At 5 pm the clinic closed, so they had no option but to send to the emergency room until they find a bed for her in the hospital.
I went to the ER and she was standing in the hallway waiting for someone to place her in a room or a bed or a chair and leave her there, but there was absolutely no palce for her. I asked her to wait in the lobby but there were no places. She did not require urgent treatment and all patients inside the ER were really sick so it was not reasonable to kick them out.
I went to a nurse and asked him, "Can you place Mrs. Dickens somewhere in the ER? "
"Doc it's full as you see, send her to the lobby"
"the lobby's full"
"I dunno doc I dunno I have a patient with a BP of 40 I gotta go, maybe we'll have a place for her in the hallway in half an hour"
I went back to the lady, "Hey Mrs. Dickens do you wanna wait in your car for half an hour then come back here, maybe we'll find a spot for you."
"I don't have a car, I came by bus"
I felt helpless and started to understand why Arizona scored an "F" in the emergency room care grading last year. Every winter we have hundreds of thousands of people called "snow birds" come in from the cold states because winter is beautiful here. Most of them are old so they get sick and come to the hospital.
I looked around and the area OUTSIDE the hospital was even packed with people and their families. Oh my God, where the hell should I send this lady? My patient got very angry and unpleasant and said that she would leave the hospital against medical advice if we don't find a place for her. I couldn't blame her.
It was about 8 pm then, I went to the coffee machine and looked outside and found an empty zone.....
I went back to the ER where she was standing and shaking with rage.
"Hey Mrs. Dickens, I have a suggestion"
She looked at me
Then I paused, and I had one of the biggest internal conflicts in my life. I wasn't sure if I should say it or not, but I found myself suggesting, "Why don't you go out there near the coffee machine, there's a smoking area where you can have a cigarette, take your time and when you come back maybne we'll have a spot for you"
"Sure", she walked oputside and I went back to my computer and started writing orders. She became back two hours later (probably smoked the whole pack) but we had a bed for her.
Before she went upstairs I wanted to feel better.... "You know, smoking is bad for you"
"Yeah..... "
I cleared my conscience completely when I convinced myself that this lady who had four previous suicidal attempts would probably kill herself before smoking kills her.
Also , that day, I realized why they had a smoking area just outside the hospital!
Thursday, March 15, 2007
Ibin Raheejeh إبن رهيجة
Dr. Michael Debakey is the most successful doctor in the 20th century.
He is the pioneer in almost every single field in heart surgery. He was the first to design and perform different heroic heart surgeries including open heart surgery and his name is mentioned in many basic medical textbooks.
In 2005, as he turned 97, he had a major vessel disease (aneurysm) and required a heart operation to fix it. He refused to undergo the surgery that he himself had designed because he thought he was at a high risk to have it done. Probably nobody would have it done better than him. He eventually had the surgery done and he survived after a long struggle. He was the oldest person in history to undergo this kind of surgery.
Right now, he is 99 years old and is still practising medicine.
Dr. Debakey's parents, Shakir and Raheejeh, were immigrants from Lebanon.
Ibin Raheejeh became the most accomplished and successful heart surgeon in history.
I am wondering how many "Ibin Raheejeh"s are there waiting to prove themselves but they are not given the chance ?
Argentina and Faisali and the Conspiracy Theory



Sunday, March 11, 2007
To start the chemo or not start the chemo, Why is this a question?
Before starting the chemo we had to check a few blood tests. I checked them and they were OK, so I wrote an order to give the chemo to the patient and told the nurse about it. That was just before 7 pm and the nurse shift changes at 7pm, so I told the nurse to pass it on to the next nurse, Layth, who is a very pleasant and hard-working guy with some sense of humor. I wrote the order in the chart to make sure it would be done.
I left the hospital and it was Thursday night, I went home really tired, and at about 10 pm I got a call from Layth the nurse.
Layth, "Dr. Faris regarding Fathiyyeh the lady with the colon cancer, shall we start the chemo tonight??"
I said, "Yes, I checked her labs and they were OK, so start the chemo tonight"
Layth, "So you're saying her labs were OK? Start the chemo?"
"Yes, they were fine, I wrote the order in the chart, it should have already been started..... start the chemo now, start it now"
Layth, "Do you want it to be started tonight or tomorrow?"
"No, tonight, we have to start it tonight, start the chemo tonight, START THE CHEMO TONIGHT"
Layth, "OK, I just wanna tell you that we already have started the chemo at 7 and she is tolerating it well"
"Then why did you call me??"
"Well it's Thursday night and you are probably out with your friends and I thought you'd really feel good if your friends around you heard you screaming on the phone to start the chemo now and yelling on other people"
I got the joke, then hung up and went back to watching, alone, the football game in the second division of the Sudanese league.
Friday, March 09, 2007
Give Me Falafel or Give Me Death
I told him "Why are you eating falafel, go have some pizza, it's hot and goood"
He said, "Don't wanna eat pizza, I'm afraid I might like it, and I can't afford it, so I'll miss it then I would feel miserable"
I loved his answer, a man of plenty of wisdom and scarceness of money. If you don't try something you'll never miss it. If you don't get sick you won't know how great it is to be healthy. As my best friend Aerosmith says in his Mo3allaqaat "You got to lose to know how to win".
This could explain why the rich are less happy than the poor; they've got more, and the more they got the more things they are gonna miss as time passes. Being rich is a measure of the things you have that money cannot buy. Those things are very precious and once lost they cannot be replaced.
We have a choice to catch up with the world and sometimes we need to, otherwise the average age of death for any Jordanian would still be 49 years (statistics from 1945) . We're moving forward quickly, we're trying to run as fast as we can to catch up with the pace. Nice, we've got smart and ambitious young generation that can do the job at this point of time.
Our only "oil" according to late King Hussein is the human being and the more educated and skillful a Jordanian is the more likely s/he is willing to leave the country and live abroad, and it doesn't look like it's gonna change soon.
Not a long time ago, most of what Jordanians seeked was some delicious falafel and bread, a bus that can take them to work and the ability to enjoy raising kids and providing them with any kind of education to enable them to grow up in a secure environment.
These days there is true poverty in Jordan that never existed before, real ignorance, amazing levels of primitivism of thinking that were not present at the times people were illiterate and schools were virtually nonexistent, all that on top of a competitive level of corruption that is not spoken about. With all combined I'm only concerned that one day or another we'll stumble and fall and then the falafel will taste bitter instead of sweet and a trip in bus can feel like hell and raising kids will sound like a punishment from God and we will realize then that falafel intoxication was much healthier than a "withdrawal from pizza".
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
Monday, March 05, 2007
What did you just say?
Doctor, "We have your results back. I have good news an bad news news. The bad news is that the biopsy shows that you have breast cancer. However the good news is that it is still limited to a small area in the breast. We have two options, one is removing the whole breast and that should take care of it, and the other option which many women prefer is removing only the part of the breast invaded by the cancer and giving you radiation treatment afterwards. There are complications of the radiation treatment that can invlove the skin or the lung underneath and might show up a few months after the treatment, however you will be able to preserve the breast. You can take a few days to think about the options. Meanwhile we need to run some hormonal studies on the biopsy taken to guide us into what treatment options you might require. Chemotherapy is not out of the question and it can cause a few side effects that I am willing to discuss with you however it has been shown to significantly impact your quality of life and survival in ten years. We have rates of resposne as high as 85% in some studies if the hormonal studies come back positive. Here is my number if you need to contact me. After hours call the other number below......"
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In Jordan :
الطبيب... والله يا خالتي باين إنو عندكي هظاك المرظ
Thursday, February 22, 2007
America is Stupid




When you evaluate the "intelligence" of any country, you gotta look at people in general, what are they interested in, what do they watch or talk about.
For the past 3 weeks , the news coverage in the most popular and legetimate news channels (like CNN, NBC, FOX news) have focused on 3 stories:
1- A woman who drove a long distance to go kill or kidnap her boyfriend's mistress! She happened to be an astronaut.
2- Britney Spears shaving her head.
3- Anna Nicole Smith's death. If you don't know who is this woman, you don't need to. She's a strip dancer who married an old man to get his money then worked in porn/fashion/movies and was involved in many lawsuits. She has a daughter that nobody know who her father is.
Isn't there a fucking war going on?
Monday, February 19, 2007
Relativity at its best
A tear tattoo is common among gang members and it signifies that she had killed at least one other person in her life. It was somewhat scary to even be with her in the same room, but she was a sick patient and she needed treatment.
Anyway we were suspecting a severe infection in her blood (sepsis), I found on her record that she had several STDs (sexually-transitted diseases) in the past.
I asked her the regular question, "Do you have multiple sexual partners?"
"No, I don't" she said
"how many kids do you have ?"
"Five"
"Do you know who their father is?"
"Yes I know who are the fathers of four of them, still not sure about the fifth one"
"Fathers??"
"Yes, each kid has a father, but I don't know about the fifth one"
"I thought you told me that you didn't have multiple sexual partners"
She got a bit angry and answered, "It depends on what do you mean by multiple!!"
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Here's a picture of the tear tattoo.... :)
Sunday, February 18, 2007
Quick fact
I worked in Salt, lived in Amman
Do the Math
On Camels and Horseback

Escaping from the genocide in Darfur, victims found shelter in neighboring Chad.
Now Arabs, on camels and horseback, are chasing them to finish them.
Another genocide is on its way, this time committed by us.
Arabs should be the first to stand against these massacres because our names are written all over it.
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
How some people spent their Valentine




On this day fifteen years ago, hundreds of Iraqis were hiding in Baghdad when US air forces struck their shelter in Al-Amiriyah, killing more 500 people.
Sunday, February 11, 2007
وردة حمراء…on a Valentine's Day

enjoy
Hareega
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السماء حبلى بأمطار وأسرار و أشياء أخرى… سار منتشياً بنكهة هذا اليوم الذي قدمه شباط هديّة للحب و المحبين…
Mehhhico en America

If the US was looking for a place to receive support from the fans in the game, Arizona was the worst choice. There were over sixty thousand Mexican fans , one thousand American fans and three Jordanians.
We were planning to route for America, we had an American flag and of course I brought a Jordanian flag with me, no question about it. For most of the match I was holding it blocking the view of at least three people around me, way to make people love Jordan.
Once inside the stadium we had to chear for Mexico, it was kinda scary not to. When a bunch of guys stand in front of you holding a large Tableh you and the people around you scream with passion , "Tarabattatoo Mehhhhico" you gotta scream with them.
Despite their victory 2-0, I felt sorry for the US team, it really sucks when you play home and all the fans are chearing for the other team. Football has very long way until it becomes popular among Americans. It's naive to think that Beckham can change the popularity of football in America, Hello!! Pele and Beckenbauer played in America and that didn't change a thing!
I like Jay Leno joke, "David Beckham is coming to play in America. That will probably change the way Americans ignore soccer"
Maybe a good start is to call football with its name.
Thursday, February 08, 2007
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
First Impressions
I met Dr. Carpenter
He pretended to be smart, "You have a Turkish name"
(nothing Turkish in my name)
"No it's Arabic, Jordanian, I'm from there"
"wow , it's interesting how you guys there heard about the Univeristy of Arizona, how did you know about us?"
"My father did his PhD here thirty years ago"
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2006
I saw Dr. Carpenter again, re-introduced myself
"Are you from Turkey like Dr. Osman?"
"No, from Jordan."
"Wow, it's interesting how you guys there heard about the University of Arizona, how did you know about us?"
"Actually I know it from my father, he did his PhD here thirty years ago"
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Today..... met Dr. Carpenter again, re-re-introduced myself
Later, he started talking about the good reputation of the University of Arizona
"You know, people from all over the world know about the University of Arizona. I once met a Turkish doctor who came here because his father studied here long time ago"
"Really! Isn't that something?" , I answered while thinking in my mind "May God help his wife"
Sunday, February 04, 2007
يلعن أبو هالشغلة
الزمان: قبل اسبوع
المكان: منزل صديق تونسي
يجلس حريقة بجانب عادل السوري وسليم الفلسطيني، اضافة الى كوبلز امريكان كانا جالسان يتغزلان ببعضهما البعض وامراة سوداء
يسال حريقة سليما: "مان مين هذول الاميركان القاعدين ما لقطت اسمهم
"طيب مين هاذي السودة سوادها مش اميركاني لا تكون سودانية!"
وهنا دقره عادل قائلا : "لاء يا زلمة هادي من.... من.... " ثم اخفض صوته حتى كاد يختفي "من رواندا يا زلمة كل اهلها دبحوهم واغتصبوهم وجننوهم ما ضل حدن فيهن الا هي اجت لجوء عاميركا يعني رافيوجيي كامب بس لا تجيبلها سيرة بلاش تئلب دراما
ثم اردف قائلا : "اسمع انا بعرف هدولي كلن معن غرين كارد ليش ما تتجوزا ؟ اظن انها كاسوليك
اجابه حريقة: "لاء شكرا خليلك اياه
وهنا تدخل سليم قائلا :" مان عيب تحكي عنها عبدة هادي بني ادمة"
" حاجي بئا تتفلسف انت كل ما تشوف اسود بتحكي عنو نيغر "
"اه بس عالقليلة مش زي حضرة جنابك كل ما ييجي مكسيكي عندكو يقدم عشغل بتطلع عليه سمعة انه تبع مخدرات "عشان ما يوظفوه
"لاءا حبيبي هادا بس رودريغو الي كان معي بالجامعة هالمازار فاكار بكره العرب كره العمى و عشو مني عارف"
ثم قطع المناقشة دخول ادريس حاملا بعض صحون الطعام
ساله حريقة "شو هاظا؟"
?وشو هاظا الاخظر و الاحمر اللي هون" ساله حريقة مشيرا الى طبق جانبي"
"هذي باذنجان بالثوم والفقوس" ثم اكمل قائلا "ان شالله يعجبكم"
هز عادل و حريقة راسيهما موافقين ام سليم فقال بحماس "يا زلمة فتحت نفسنا
دخل ادريس ليحضر بعض المشروبات غير الروحية
واثناء غيابه اعلن سليم ببعض من الخوف "انا مش راح آكل من هاد ابصر شو فيه الاكل
وسانده حريقة "و لا انا يا زلمة الوان الاكل زي قوس قزح " ثم وضع يده على كرشه المترهل و اضاف "انا اصلا معدتي حساسة للاكل بشكل عام
وهنا عاد ادريس الى الغرفة قائلا "اني قلت لاحمد ييجي لكنه قال انه مشغول والله اعتقد انه كاذب، يحاول يتفاداني، لمن صار يشتغل بالسوفت وير صار معاه فلوس بطل يتكلم معايا، فاكرلي نفسه ذكي لكنه مكلخ، شكله مثل البخوش المبجوق .... حاشاكم و حاشا مقامكم"
اضاف عادل "اه لاحطت هالشي أنبيليفابل يا زلمة مفكر ازا صار معه قرشين يعني صار بني ادم، لسا هديك السنة بتزكر وانا قاعد عنده مسامير كنبياته دخلت بطيزي
"وقال شو مفكر يفتحلي سوفت وير كومباني هالاهبل"
"راجل مكلخ"
"خليه يسميها ظراط عالبلاط دوت كوم"
قام ادريس ليحضر المزيد من الاطعمة الملونة ثم قال سليم "يا زلمة ما بدي اكمل هالاكل كتير تقيل عالمعدة
اضاف حريقة معلقا وهو يلحوس ما تبقى من الصحن الثالث وسط نظرات استهجان شديدة من الكوبلز الامريكان "اه مان هذا اكل ما بتتاكل انا عارف كيف عايشين عليه هناك؟"
قال عادل بسخرية " لازم نعطيه للعبدة تبعته لشعبها هناك هع هع هع هع
وانفجر الشباب ظاحكين على هذه النكتة السخيفة وبعدها اندمج الحضور في حديث حول صراع الحضارات والحرب على العراق ومباراة السوبر بول الاحد القادم
فسألها بالآنجليزية: كم لغة تتكلمين؟
أجابت الرواندية "فايف، انغليش، فرنش، رواندان، سواهيلي " ثم صمتت لثانتين واضافت "ارابيك"
التفت الجميع اليها وكأنها ألقت لتوها بقنبلة ذرية على المائدة. ثم أضافت و كأنها تجيب على سؤال لم تُسأله "أنا
Friday, February 02, 2007
Batistuta

UPdate La 3yoon Batir Wardam.... Here's Batigol's goal against Barcelona, sorry no sound , really fanastic goal, http://youtube.com/watch?v=y2rgxlDem14














