Advice Five Cents/Professional Courtesy Day
Today I’d like get some advice from you guys. I know medicine, and you folks know writers, so I hope you might trade out some ideas professional courtesy. As always, my advice on the Net is free (watch out- you get what you pay for) and reading my blog costs the same, so I hope this is helpful.
Along the way, I’ve written up a few posts that might help moms with young boys, so this one is for the girls. And it might help the Dads too. I have a little girl. She’s grown up now, but I still understand the depth of that bond, and the desire to be protective.
Probably most of y’all have heard of the Gardasil vaccine. For girls from 9 to 26, this is a vaccine one should look into. Without going into all the technical details it protects against infection from the virus that is associated with the development of cervical cancer later in life. (Google their website- it is very detailed.)
Given this is essentially a sexually transmitted disease, I realize some folks have trouble talking to their children about it. Here’s how I sold one teenaged patient of mine on the idea.
“Hey kid, you oughta take this Gardasil shot routine. It is one of the few things in life that can keep you from getting cancer.” (I took an early practice test on the subject and missed a question ’cause it was one of the few times the word ALWAYS was associated with the correct answer. I’m sure it is not 100% but the Board was trying to make a point. This thing works.)
“How does it keep you from getting cancer, Dr. Bibey?”
“Well, cancer of the cervix is a female cancer, and it can come from having sex with a guy who has a certain kind of virus. The vaccine can stop the virus from getting ahold of you.”
“Dr. Bibey! I ain’t having sex. I don’t need it. Don’t ya trust me?” She was embarrassed.
“Oh sure, kid. I trust you. It’s the rest of the world I don’t trust. Someday down the road if you’ve got a husband with a wandering eye who runs around, this shot could protect you from some of what he is doing. I’d go beat him up, but by then I’ll be over in the nursing home and too old to do it.”
She laughed. “O.K. Dr. Bibey. If you think I need it I’ll take it.” I think the image of old Dr. B duking it out with some young buck was what won her over. You can only protect your people with the skills you possess. Truth is it would have to be some kinda weakling of a twenty-five year old boy for me to whup nowadays, and it wouldn’t help her anyway.
Her mom agreed to the series, and we started that day.
So y’all talk to your Docs about Gardasil for your young ladies. Tell ’em Dr. Bibey sent you.
Oh, yeah, I said this was professional courtesy day. If y’all know of weblogs of Southern writers or humorists you think I should read, I hope you will let me know. I have no idea what I am doing in this writer business, and I need all the help I can get.
In bluegrass we only steal from the best. Don’t worry- I ain’t gonna plagiarize; it goes against everything I believe in, but I am curious about how other folks write. My specific genre is Modern Medical Grit Lit, but I’d like to hear about any Southern Lit blogs you enjoy. (For that matter if they write like my Northern friends, that is good too.) If by chance you know of any other physician bluegrass fiction writers, that would be extra good. I have a special interest in that area.
My agent has managed to get a few articles placed for me, and I figure the leads might give me a few other places to look into publication. The 15% take for my agent is a bit slim, and I need to keep growing to keep him in the fold. He’s got a young’un in college, and he has no choice but to be somewhat business-like. (I drive him crazy with my meandering ways.)
Come to think of it, I believe his young’un is a girl. If she’s in college she’s less than twenty-six years old. I believe I’ll call him and offer them a free Gardasil shot- professional courtesy you know. Every little bit helps.
See ya this weekend.