
MyPartner who is a OB/GYN : Nick Rubashkin Photo: SF Chronicle/Lacy Adams
Ok, not so much an ode, more of a spiel. Usually I blog about the issues and hurdles of my dual entrepreneurial and literary endeavors. Today I am breaking from this convention to write about my partner’s profession: OB/GYN. I mentioned both him and his profession a week or so ago in my placenta post, but a picture is worth a thousand blogs. I’m not sure what I more want to say about Nick‘s profession except that man, he has a a hard job. My 10 reasons for not being an OB/GYN are:
- Twelve years of schooling/training
(4 years of college + 4 years of medical school + 4 years of residency) - Hellish call schedule & unaffordable malpractice insurance
- Abortion
(whatever one’s beliefs, it’s never easy) - Uterine, ovarian, & cervical cancers
(add these to breast cancer, and women definitely get the much shorter end of the gender cancer stick) - Tubals/ectopics, moles, & pre-eclampsia
- Unexplained vaginal itching/bleeding/discharge
(get used to it) - Prolapsing uteri & incontinence
- Weekend inseminations & post-menopausal jellies
- The rare unexpected stillbirth
(gut wrenching) - The terrible aftermath of sexual abuse
Why then chose OB/GYN as a profession? According to Dr. Nick,
- The balance of surgery, clinic, & continuity
- The patients
(in general, women don’t fight their bodies/illnesses like men and therefore are often far easier and more appreciative patients). - Women’s health advocacy
(shocking how much this is still needed in this day and age) - Birth—there’s nothing like it
After finally seeing a live birth, I totally get it.

Nick Delivering Twins
Finally, I can’t end a blog about OB/GYN without at least one recommendation—right? I mean, whenever Nick and are are mixed company, questions abound. Since I’m not the OB/GYN myself (though I tell our friends that I feel like I could be. I’ve seen a C-Section; hand over the scalpel: skin, fat, fascia, uterine wall, baby), it’s probably not a good idea for me to give medical advice. But there is a piece of non-medical advice I think I can relay. When you’re getting all gussied up for your annual pap smear, pay particular attention to your feet. I know that sounds strange but just think about where, during the visit, your feet are in relation to your OB/GYN’s olfactory system.
Tags: abortion, cervical cancer, ectopic pregnancy, incontinence, malpractice insurance, medical school, menopause, mole pregnancy, Nick Rubashkin, OB/GYN, ovarian cancer, Pap Smear, placenta, preeclampsia, pregnancy, prolapsing uterus, sex abuse, stillbirth, tubal pregnancy, tupal pregnancy, uterine cancer, vaginal bleeding, vaginal discharge, vaginal itching, women's health
June 22, 2009 at 10:07 pm |
Oh, but I can think of even more reasons why I wouldn’t want to be an OB/GYN. God, I admire (and love) that Doc of yours.
xo
D
June 29, 2009 at 3:25 pm |
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July 1, 2009 at 12:22 am |
Thanks for this, Drew. I sing odes to OB/Gyns, especially yours and mine, all the time. It’s nice to take a break from the mic!
July 19, 2009 at 2:42 am |
I also pay homage to them. I was diagnosed with adenocervical cancer one year ago. My gynecological oncologist was amazing. Down to earth, drew a picture of what was going on with a purple marker on a paper towel…great bedside manner and an extremely gentle touch with exams. I wish all women could be as fortunate as I was. BTW—chemo, radiation, internal radiation and a hysterectomy have completed the mission of wiping out those mutant, alien cells.
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August 10, 2009 at 2:52 pm |
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November 14, 2009 at 7:28 pm |
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November 18, 2009 at 2:42 pm |
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December 10, 2009 at 6:07 am |
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January 12, 2010 at 3:04 am |
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