First of all, two things.
1. There will be haters who will challenge me and call me a liar. I don't care. I'm not writing this for them anyways.
2. Please refrain from sending me PMs for the time being. I would like to keep the discussion public for benefit of people who will be reading this in the future.
For context, please read the following post first:
If you look at the date of my last last entry in that post, you'll see January 7th, 2018. I remember exactly where I was when I last wrote that. I was standing alone in this cafe I had remodeled all on my own. I sold that cafe in February or March.
My wife, 6 month old son, and I went for a short vacation to Bali in April and moved to California last June. I didn’t know it that time, but that same month, some wound doctor in town got arrested for something he did years ago and it finally caught up with him. His face and name was all over the town news. There was a sudden vacuum, and I ended up filling in that position and only found out about what happened long after I signed the contract which was binding for at least 90 days.
None of that mattered anyways. Turns out, I had a knack for taking care of wounds. In about 3 months, I was the busiest wound care physician in town and was rounding at up to 17 nursing homes per week, seeing about a 80-100 patients a week. Lots of procedures.
Within a few months, I started to close up some “impossible” wounds. Here is a picture that I have permission to share.
Picture of wound, NSFW
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On the left is a failed muscular flap on a stage 4 pressure wound down to the ischial bone in a relatively young quadriplegic patient. His mom is with him in the room everyday. She had been watching these gaping holes in her son’s body deteriorate over the course of two years. Everyone was waiting for the patient to die when I took over his care late last year. On the right is the wound 5 months later. It’s even better now but I am too lazy to update this picture. On a side note, he's got a suprapubic catheter, and I recently caught an episode of urosepsis early before the primary care team did. His wound bled more than normal, and I worked him up because the NP wouldn't do anything about it. My plan is to see him off vent and watching him move in a powered wheelchair controlled by mouth, before election day next year. We'll go together to vote, but he will vote for the other party. LOL.
Anyways, I was doing well so soon after I got back to the US and to clinical work. January of this year, I made 25k (pretax). Not only that, during that month, I was offered half a million dollar contract (as 1099 contractor, within 6 months of moving to California). Two months later in March, I was offered a partnership elsewhere in a lesser desirable location. I turned both down to start my own company.
There's more to this. Tomorrow, I will write about the time between January and now. The day after, I will reflect on that experience.
1. There will be haters who will challenge me and call me a liar. I don't care. I'm not writing this for them anyways.
2. Please refrain from sending me PMs for the time being. I would like to keep the discussion public for benefit of people who will be reading this in the future.
For context, please read the following post first:
CA license, but no board cert. How to get life back on track with a baby?
Pertinent info: Graduated from UNC-Chapel Hill back in 2009 with decent USMLE scores (230-240s). Matched into gen surg residency but suffered a spine fracture during PGY2. Have California MD license since 2011. Been living in S. Korea from 2012 til now. With wonderful spouse and a beautiful 2...
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If you look at the date of my last last entry in that post, you'll see January 7th, 2018. I remember exactly where I was when I last wrote that. I was standing alone in this cafe I had remodeled all on my own. I sold that cafe in February or March.
My wife, 6 month old son, and I went for a short vacation to Bali in April and moved to California last June. I didn’t know it that time, but that same month, some wound doctor in town got arrested for something he did years ago and it finally caught up with him. His face and name was all over the town news. There was a sudden vacuum, and I ended up filling in that position and only found out about what happened long after I signed the contract which was binding for at least 90 days.
None of that mattered anyways. Turns out, I had a knack for taking care of wounds. In about 3 months, I was the busiest wound care physician in town and was rounding at up to 17 nursing homes per week, seeing about a 80-100 patients a week. Lots of procedures.
Within a few months, I started to close up some “impossible” wounds. Here is a picture that I have permission to share.
Picture of wound, NSFW
View attachment 271907
On the left is a failed muscular flap on a stage 4 pressure wound down to the ischial bone in a relatively young quadriplegic patient. His mom is with him in the room everyday. She had been watching these gaping holes in her son’s body deteriorate over the course of two years. Everyone was waiting for the patient to die when I took over his care late last year. On the right is the wound 5 months later. It’s even better now but I am too lazy to update this picture. On a side note, he's got a suprapubic catheter, and I recently caught an episode of urosepsis early before the primary care team did. His wound bled more than normal, and I worked him up because the NP wouldn't do anything about it. My plan is to see him off vent and watching him move in a powered wheelchair controlled by mouth, before election day next year. We'll go together to vote, but he will vote for the other party. LOL.
Anyways, I was doing well so soon after I got back to the US and to clinical work. January of this year, I made 25k (pretax). Not only that, during that month, I was offered half a million dollar contract (as 1099 contractor, within 6 months of moving to California). Two months later in March, I was offered a partnership elsewhere in a lesser desirable location. I turned both down to start my own company.
There's more to this. Tomorrow, I will write about the time between January and now. The day after, I will reflect on that experience.