A Locum’s ScrapBook: Finding Mimo…

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FA 2016

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My life is Family First and then Perfusion.  I switched from staff perfusionist to becoming a Locum’s traveler to make sure my kids and family would have a solid place to call home.  I travel because it puts me in charge of my life, it is challenging, and I enjoy learning new techniques, other ways of doing things, as well as getting exposure to alternate approaches and paradigms.  

So I took my show on the road.  As such, every once in awhile I will be dropping a few notes and pictures of places visited, and observations made.  In a sense, the beginning of a scrap book on Open Heart Surgery in America (and other places if possible).”

Enjoy 🙂


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Finding Mimo…

Hospital 49 in Southern Indiana.  

Kinda felt like home since I grew up at Purdue University, a little ways North from the classroom I was in with my perfusion bud- (let’s just say his name is in the title).

As perfusionists, we bypass (no pun) some of the standard processes that most healthcare professionals must endure when starting work at a new clinical institution.  It’s called “New Employment Orientation”. and it was an all day affair.

As a Locum’s this was definitely a change from my normal reality of countless forms submitted electronically, TB test after TB tst, TDAPs, Flu Shots, MMRs, References, phone calls (to establish a leaast a marginal level of sanity and rule out potentially odious personality quirks), CV’s, Board updates, CME;s, vetting upon vetting piled on to extreme vetting.

Most of this happens online, so personal contact is almost always nixed out of the equation- until….

You find yourself sitting next to some dude named Mimo, a fellow perfusionist in the midst of 28 or so starry eyed new and up-and-coming Nurses, RT’s and Scribes (a totally new job description unfamiliar to me).

Now this guy is all real.  Eyes totally bloodshot from flying in last night and arriving here at 2:30 am.  I offered him some Visine, but he chucked that remedy away faster than flushing a toilet.  What I had sitting next to me was not some pretentious, super egghead- brain pan as large as a crockpot- run of the mill perfusionist.  This guy was relaxed, sure of himself, a total comedian, and a lot of fun during an 8 hour class.  He was on a mission, to be happy, well fed, and to thrash me incessantly about my age.  I gave as good as I got, but have to say, we laughed pretty hard on a day that should have been exhaustingly boring.

Kudos to the administrative staff that welcomed us aboard- I don’t get that “family greeting” very often as a Locum’s, but each and every one of our trainers, was clearly dedicated, very caring, and amazingly humane.  What I thought was going to suck- turned out to be a very fun and and reinvigorating exercise reminding me why I have been in the field of medicine so long.  Everyone of you guys- were honest and inspiring.  Something too often missing, and very refreshing.

As well, AC (another Locum’s) was here from Colorado, and was a lot of fun to meet, very balanced and not as raucous as me and this guy Mimo.  The three Musketeers at orientation and off to acclimate together during a future heart, and then as the week progresses, we will start to sift away to other perfusion ports.

Thanks Guys 🙂