Wednesday, January 9, 2013

anatomy of a doctor: sponge brain

It's no surprise that my husband, Y, decided to go to med school. He has this annoying ability (that I'm totally jealous of) to memorize anything he reads or hears. Medical textbooks, news stories, entire episodes of Seinfeld: Nothing is safe from the clutches of his memory. (except for nearly everything I tell him, but that's a rant for a different day)

While Y was in med school, this talent was of no use to me - I just didn't care about the crap that was filling his head, including but not limited to: EKG signs, biochemistry, or whatever Goljan thought was important that day.

But in residency, with less time devoted to studying and more time to watch TV, listen to NPR, and read, this special skill ensures that we (he) will never, ever run out of things to talk about.

Last night's conversation topic du jour? 

The translation of the song Gangnam Style, its deeper meaning in Korean culture, exactly how many pageviews the video has gotten (and how many hours, days, and years that number translates to), and how Psy came up with that ingenious dance. 

[Followed by us doing said dance, dog running around at our feet.] 

Being married to a sponge is so rewarding. 

To give myself a little credit, I have the same skill but it only applies to celebrities and their babies. What about you? Do you know a sponge? Are you a sponge? Do you want to discuss Violet, Seraphina and Samuel Affleck with me?


  1. Wow, that is impressive.... he can do that dance? Sounds like a sweet moment. My husband is a pure medical and number sponge. He can remember almost any string of numbers. He even has our credit card number memorized, and I thought that was my job:-)

  2. Haha, sounds exactly like my husband. He can read a giant medical book twice & pretty much have the thing memorized. Smarty pants. I forget what I read by the time I reach the next page. I'm pretty good at audio learning though... hubby, not so much, at least when I'm the one speaking. Ah well.

    B also was somewhat obsessed with gangnam style for a time. He "practiced" so much in our house he got blisters on the bottoms of his feet. I know for a fact he's done it in the hospital as well. Silly doctors...

  3. I'm jealous! My husband is the opposite and always says he feels like he has to study twice as hard as everyone else to commit things to memory. Which means almost all of his free time is spent studying, and he's a 5th year resident. I don't think it will ever end!