My father-in-law, Howard Fournet, grew up on a farm during the Great Depression. The farmhouse was on Johnston St. (a gravel road then) in Lafayette, where the Albertson's now stands. The University of Louisiana's athletic…
Medical school applications require an essay and most pre-meds write about "why I want to be a doctor." All those missives begin to sound the same and can really bore the med school admissions committee. When I applied back in…
I just returned from my yearly medical mission in Honduras. And I thought I had gotten away with it- no missed flights, no lost equipment, no bad stomach bugs for the team. But the next morning I sat down at work and YOW- my…
The child had odd markings on his back. He was three years old and being seen in the Emergency Department for coughing. The resident first examined the boy and noted red streaks up and down his back. The rash looked like it was…
As I write this, elections just happened yesterday, with of course lots of talk about the economy. Despite the political fighting, one thing Democrats and Republicans can agree on: government needs to provide infrastructure. To…
This 16 year-old boy was slipping away. He had come to the Emergency Department sleepy and feverish. Mom noticed that he was covered with red freckles, and new freckles were coming out while we spoke. As the nurses and I worked…
This week's guest columnist is Dr. Danielle Duhon, a family practice resident at the University Hospital and Clinics here in Lafayette. First the child complains of chest pain. She might even say it in scarier terms: "My heart…
It was 5 o'clock, July 2, 1991. I know the date and time because it was the end of my first 36 hour shift as Chief Resident. And it was a true 36 hour shift, not a wink of sleep, with sick kids piling into the hospital like we…
This week's guest columnist is Dr. Eric Guilbeau, a family practice resident at the University Hospital and Clinics here in Lafayette. Emma comes home from school and tells her mom that her belly hurts and she doesn't feel good. …
A high school friend of mine, Alice Flaherty, was a picky eater. Alice could only stomach a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for lunch. She went on to become a famous Harvard Neurologist and had a picky eater for a daughter. So…
