Temple University School of Podiatric Medicine - Achilles Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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Is Porokeratosis Oiscreta of Mibelli palmans et plantis of Mantoux Dr Kidawa: intoned. Please? Yes. set the patient up for a Vascular study. Have the patient now. however, assume the position of phlebostatic recumbancy. so that the session might commence. His maiestic diatribes resonating throughout the clinic thereby lulling us into a false sense of security, since none of us could work the damn Doppler machine Dr. Joseph: (sans coat and tie) tells you that he disagrees with the lab report, stating regally that Staph isn't sensitive to Cipro, and that you should probably gram stain it again, and then go buy his book. Dr Feldman: questions. Is she Diabetic, Hypertensive, (as if knowing what each diagnosis entailed)? OK., go get started, don't cut her. I'll be in in a minute All the while Dr. Maglietta is standing outside PM 2 bemoaning the most recent BC BS changes. Dr Walter: would inevitably ask. Where's your fourth year?” And then, 'Well, did you discuss surgery with her7 Not knowing that at this point you weren't really sure what an arthroplasty was. A day with John usually ended with a grill session on the essence of true pronation in the sagittal plane What a cut up. Dr. Pontious: besides asking where is your fourth year, would lead you down the garden path with your diagnosis, then tell you you're completely wrong, and to go test the L-5 dermatome again, thus shattering any confidence you had. as she goes back to lecturing on some X-Ray taken by Roentgen himself I seem to recall Osteopoikilosis Dr (Big Al) Whitney sighs, and says. This isn't Medicine, it's Orthopedics! Leave the hypertension to those other guys and go make a Dancer's pad and a UMO (This to accommodate bilateral ankle pitting edema secondary to CHF.) Drs. Mahan, Downey, and Malay: would pimp you on the latest nuances in AO (arbietgemminshaft fur osteosynthesfragen for you St. Joe’s fans) or Lauge Hansen. and then tell you to call up the OR and schedule the case. All this for a 65 year old black female who presents with a HD dorsolateral aspect right 5th toe. PIPJ, and an unremarkable past medical history. Drs. Bauer and Vogler opted right for the Pan-Talar But that's not a problem, doctors Speaking of Dr Mahan, I'm reminded of an amusing story from that year. (Actually, I'm reminded of several involving Kieran. but space does not permit.) It seems that at one point that year a group of conspirators got together and formed a secret movement against the dreaded OR STAFF. Yes. those overprivifeged few from the rank and file of the Class of 91 somehow managed to procure tickets for that All-Star media event in Podiatry: the Hershey Seminar Now. being a person who has actually visited Hershey. PA, I can't for the life of me wonder why anyone would go there voluntarily. It's almost as bad as Allentown! Anyway, this incited this cohort (who I am sure were really speaking for all of us) to send letters expressing their dissatifaction to 'ole Dr Mahan. These treasonous communiques were only signed: Robin Hood and his merry men and women Catchy, isn't it7 It had fallen to our class officers to calm the ensuing Fury But. since it was rumored that members of that clique were already involved, nothing would come of it — nothing did Life went on. The seminar came and went. And Dr Mahan was still on his throne. Much ado about nothing. Dr. IRA Fox: also would yell, Where's your 4th year, they haven't graduated yet! (Is there a pattern here?) Then through raging paranoia and well rehearsed defense mechanisms would attempt to |ustify why he did what he did. And then tell you that we will discuss the triple arthrodesis and its indications at Wednesday morning conference. (I think someone came in from New York that day.) Dr. Palamarchuk (late for a Dance Medicine Seminar) tells you to just cast the guy and get him out. And on and on it went. I wonder lust where our 4th years were? For while clinic as a third year was an education in itself, it could not hold a candle to the classes of that year. That's where the real action was every afternoon. I seem to remember Our Fall trimester that third year consisted a of various and sundry collection of interesting (albeit humorous) hodgepodge classes not the least of which was Neurology: hosted (occasionally) by Gurang Bhatt. MD the man of a thousand backtests. If he wasn't asking us to localize the lesion, he was out playing with his beeper PVO provided a chance for all of us to get up close and personal with Tony Kiddoppler and the Pulsetones His sublime lecture (complete with run-on sentences) style instructed us in the proper technique of Doppler interpretation . and how NOT to talk to patients. Podiatric Pathology existed solely as a precursor to Derm, and to further wax the ego of Dr. Lemont. For while we did indeed learn about every skin disease dating back to the time of Caesar, we gradually realized that steroids and blunt dissections were the words. Pediatrics introduced us to Dr. Jay's

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invaded all of us at that time, like some Hungarian mghtstalker. hungry for our media. Its major symptoms included: 1) an uncontrollable urge to define glyeocalyx. 2) a passion for Thayer Martin media, and 3) violent episodes of pseudomembranous colitis, incited by Clostridium difficile assuaged only by oral ciprofloxacin The memory lingers, as do the purple blotches from performing eight million gram stans (six million during practical) With a loading dose ol Gent, we move on. Does anyone remember a course called Pathology? I don't, I never went Jerry Galmus might. He gets the Perfect Attendance Award for that one. And so we have that. Pathomechamcs . yes doctors. In point of fact, this course was interesting if only in that we were told to remove all the garbage we learned during the previous year in biomechanics and toss it in the garbage This as to replace it was the Little lion's version (Those kissing ass tor The Graduate please cover your eyes) The bearded wonder with the Rolex amazed us with his automobile selection, rapier-like wit. and his uncanny ability with words like yutz. I think that one had something to do with a coalition . . . 7 Yes. Doctor McGlamry7 Time passed quickly. The year began to fly by as the heavy hitters came to bat Physical Diagnosis and [d Hamaty's band of lung sounds (stridor anyone’); Onychopathy and Charles Krause; General Surgical Principles, and osteopaths who only had medical, not podiatnc, examples of cases; Psychiatry, and that now infamous S E X lecture that sent Cinzia and Dee Dee screaming out of the room, blushing for the first time in years, and let's not forget Gerontology, where the only pertinent codicil was Just because there's snow on the roof — doesn't mean the fire's out below What's the point. Art7 Radiology Noops and blunders: mandatory attendance and guest lecturers waking up to find Dr Christman asleep. We love ya Rob! Or was that the time when the Nadine-woman. in Peri-operative Protocol discussed taking the fold on the everted cuff ... or something. Neither got us Hershey tickets. Intro to Pod Surgery gave us our first glimpse of Dr. Fox and his electronic attendance. He should try retina scan it's all the rage in the 23rd century. But. friends, we cannot forget second year's continuing sage of dueling biomechanics professors PCPM style. Tag team Whitney on Orthodigita in Podiatnc Orthopaedics (did you by the books, or the WHITNEY DEVICES-available for only 99.95 (150.00 Canadian) for a limited time only. We take VISA1 This combined with W.S. Sanner. DPM on footgear, and how to overcharge tor molded shoes I think Ken brought in Orthodigita cookies that mom made, for the final (Nobody remembers Orthodigita. but we do!!) lastly, the Spring of 1989 gave us our first meeting with the biggies. Dig Met Surgery Here the Doctors Trio and the Midwest Twins (C'mon Junior, let's get this over with!) dazzled us with how far Podiatry has come, and how much you can get away with. I can't wait for Rearfoot' (shouts Rich Scrip). Screw me baby. I'm hypermoNIe' Are two little screws better than one big one7 Ask Wayne Dubner. The second year left us almost as brain dead as did the first. Just, by now. we were used to the head butts and kicks in the privates, just don't bend-over We looked forward to summer — or did we7 Clime, that Ultimate Behemoth, loomed on our horizons. So did the Boards. QUICKIES! Do you recall . . . 1) Joel Gluck's Pimp outfits? 2) Nerd Punk parties. 3) Steve Lorynski's questions in class . 4) Steve Gordon on trumpet7 5) Cornell attire m Pathomechamcs . . and what came after 6) Strange Canadien rituals7 7) Roberto Araujo as The Prez! 8) National Board Review Guides 9) A burr is a burr is a burr . This year was brought to you by W.G Dotzman Noteservice Inc. We never sleep! (With a little help from the load man.) Out third year was heralded by a wind of change. And on that current drifted the dying moans of two late July days where the Experimental Year experienced the National Boards; but gaming strength with each passing hour was a fresher breeze; a draught that would catch-up our innocence, and spirit it away like the passing night. For as our clinical years began, so did the transformation of us all. from the raw stuff of the classroom, into physicians. For as long as we live, we shall never forget those splendid days of third year clinic. Remember those7 Times when we really didn't know anything, but acted like we did — at least in front of the patients Everything was new to us. and with the guidance and protection of our stalwart 4th years (if you could find them) we would approach the gods and rendor our puny diagnoses Where upon Dr Lemont would say. No. it's not a wart, it doesn't have that classic warty presentation What you have here

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theatrical prowess and showed us how much he knew about Internal Tibral Torsion. By the way. who does your hair, Rick? Dr. Helfand regaled us with his knowledge on rehab and the elderly in two smash courses that year: Phys. Med and Rehab and Community Health — two different names for interchangeable courses. Again, what's the point. Art? Anesthesia (gas class) hosted by the switchhitters from Hahnemann, gave us all a case of the runs — for the door. Tag-team Whitney in Clinical Foot Orthopedics (Orthopaedics?) showed us the magic of the whale pad and that we still had all not bought the complete line of Whitney products. Finally, Or. Bill Martin tried to stay awake long enough to discuss First Ray Surgery for fun and profit, and to introduce us to essay exams in surgery — another first for PCPM. These combined with eternal clinic made for an interesting autumn 1989. I suppose the instructor that left the most impression on all of us that winter had to be Dr. Frank Montigue sauntering into General Orthopaedics every Thursday and challenging us to describe the fracture and how would y'all fix it? — Raise ya hand. I heard it! Did someone say bone graft — Raise ya hand! Dr. Newman attempted to explain the LAW. as he saw it in Forensic Podiatry. All I remember is Res Ipsa Loquitor and something about an unconsented touching. Sports Medicine was fun. (You notice how simply I say that? It’s to stay on the level of our instruction in that course.) I've always wondered why all the guest lecturers (besides those resident persons) were all women. How does Dr. P. do it? It must be all those buttons on his coat pronouncing him as a worldly kind of guy. Or they could all be graduates from various Dance Medicine Seminars. Your guess. He struck fear into the hearts of third years' when he told us that a paper was required for the course. I can still hear the cries of anguish from ninety some odd students on writing an 8-10 page paper! (Was I the only one to take Eng. 101?) Dr. Levine taught us the concept of O P M — other peoples' money, in Practice Management What he didn’t realize was that using 0PM got us through (or into) Medical School in the first place. Watch the papers for his upcoming indictment (who said that?). Cadaver Surgery functioned as a weekly Gary Bauer Power Hour in which he discussed anatomic structures and their variants that even Bruce Hirsch hadn't heard of. Something about Cleland’s ligaments, or whatever. Another excuse for a practical. Gosh. PCPM loves those things. I don't remember much about Internal Medicine — I didn't go to that one either (did you?) — but once again. Dr. Galmus gets a perfect score. It interfered with slap-happy hour too much, you see. I recall the nemesis lasL DERMATOLOGY. I ask you. what other class featured an animated textbook? (I wanted to use another word, but Roberto wouldn't let me.) What I remember from the two classes I attended (besides exams) was all of us mindlessly turning the page of our notes in tandem with our teacher, as if like some ghostly chorus. Dr. Witkowski was quite a guy. How come no one recognized the people in his slides like we did in Micro? Rob Donaldson must have been out of town that weekend. (Ooooh. who said that?!) This author was probably out with the Deck Hockey team. The warm days of spring 1990 brought us our final bouts with dasswork at PCPM. With the advent of the spring trimester we were finally confronted with the heavy hitters: Rearfoot and Trauma In Rearfoot (under the tutelage of the gods of Northlake) we savored the wonders of AO fixation, Lauge-Hansen, Dams-Weber, and not to mention every other surgery performed proximal to Lis Francs |0int Dr Vogler was the best though. He'd lecture for two hours straight, off the top of his head, then turn to the class and say, Well doctors. I guess you're wondering what I'm going to give you on the exam . . . ? And then proceed to give us all the important topics to keep strongly in mind. Sweeden's gam is our loss. The final in that course was a 100 question affair: about as thick as Harrison's Internal Medicine, and as easy to read as our Neurology notes. So much for Northlake. Dr. John Walter took upon himself the gargantuan task of instructing us in (his version of) trauma. How many different views are there on Watson-Jones, John7 After all. there is only one Navicular per foot, right? His tests were composed of slides that were probably readable when Dr Bates was a resident. But the catch phrase of this encounter was offered by Dr. George Gumann himself: “Don't take Podiatry seriously, no one else does (except George). Dr. Walter paced the front of the room a lot during those days, especially the time when Rob Filaramo got the chance to lecture to the mob. Enough said. The last eventful class of the year was good 'ole I and D — Infectious Disease with your host Warren Joseph, DPM This St. Joe’s grad did his best to