Thanks to the ASCO meeting and meeting up with some relatives here in Chicago, I didn't quite finish what I was going to post this morning. There have been at least a couple of abstracts presented that I wouldn't mind blogging about; I just haven't gotten to them yet. I also haven't forgotten about Jenny McCarthy's upcoming antivaccination-fest in Washington, D.C. on Wednesday. More will be forthcoming on these and other topics, perhaps even as early as later today.
In the meantime, I wanted to mention that that I walked by the booth for the Colorectal Association of Canada and their infamous "Watch Your Butt" campaign to try to encourage screening for colorectal cancer:
Butt (sorry, couldn't resist), of course, to whom can one turn when one needs to "watch one's butt" (besides EneMan)? The colorectal surgeon, of course! So, praise the colorectal surgeon:
Actually, when I was a resident, I once asked one of the colorectal surgeons why he had chosen the specialty. He told me that his patients were among the most grateful patients there are. You see, pooping is an incredibly important bodily function, and disorders that lead to incontinence have serious and deleterious lifestyle and social effects. If as a surgeon you can fix a patient's incontinence problem you have done them an incredible good, and they tend to be very grateful.
So praise the colorectal surgeon indeed!
Ah, Bowser & Blue's most famous song, a classic of Canadian culture.
IIRC, that song is, in fact, the unofficial anthem of the Colorectal Association of Canada.
I considered colo-rectal surgery but, at 6'4" I figured I was too tall.