About QuaintR
QuaintR is all about two young healthcare professionals on their bumpy way to find the road to balance, happiness and nice recipes in life. This blog is a way of sharing their everyday adventures.
Queck Curious. Strong headed. Bubbly. Passionate. Creative. Medical Doctor. Still a bit diffident.
Roosje Medical Herbalist. Huggable. Floaty. Enthusiastic. Creative. Energetic. Stubborn. Medical student.Links
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Fabric diet
Monday 29 January 2007 at 11:36 am If your fabric stash measures twenty-five boxes (one box is about 35x35x35 cm) and twenty-four of them are filled, you know it’s time to go on a fabric diet. Lees verderFulltime
Sunday 28 January 2007 at 2:40 pm "A doctor must work eighteen hours a day and seven days a week. If you cannot console yourself to this, get out of the profession." ~ Martin H. FischerFive-and-a-half years ago, when I enrolled in MedSchool, I figured this Fischer-bloke had it all wrong. Surely you could be a perfectly good MD and work thirty-two hours a week... why not?
Lees verderHerbal Medicine?
Sunday 28 January 2007 at 06:59 am So what actually ís Western Herbal Medicine?Right... it has something to do with herbs…
Lees verderStories of a weeping buddha
Wednesday 24 January 2007 at 2:38 pm A
long, long time ago there were two warriors who confronted each other in numerous battles. Both of them wore masks and never saw each other's face. After many such encounters, one finally prevailed and the younger warrior was killed. Upon removing his opponents mask the older warrior discovered he had killed his own long lost son. He placed his head in his lap and filled with sorrow, the brave old warrior started to cry.
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The world from the other side
Friday 19 January 2007 at 4:47 pm Normally we (the herbalist in me is speaking) complain about the fact that animal studies are used to predict the effect of herbs in the human body... Well, today i found an article stating that "the knowledge of the effects of phytomedicines on humans can't be extrapolated to animals because of inter-species differences". I thought it was quite funny to realise that they are going to start some studies just on animals to see if vets can use herbs as well (which is a very nice thing to achieve i believe). I think it is strange however that they still do extrapolate the results from animal studies to humans after such a statement...Blown away
Friday 19 January 2007 at 3:12 pm Question: what would you do if there were gusts of wind with the power of a hurricane? Stay in like the goverment suggested? Spend the night at the train station? Skip class before a crane comes plungering in through the roof? Or would you go out and buy yourself some tampons? Lees verderFantastic view
Monday 15 January 2007 at 5:48 pm
"What is that robot-like-building near the big white bridge?""Do you mean the apartments and the cranes near the football station?"
Bonjour?!
Monday 15 January 2007 at 5:40 pm I'm used to hearing "goedemorgen", "good morning" or "günaydin". Even the sound of "buon giorno", "sbah lkhir", "dzien dobry" and "Guten Morgen" do not make me raise an eyebrow. But today a melodic, incomprehensible language, spoken like a verbal diarrhea reached my ears. I was totally and utterly flabbergasted. It took several minutes before I realized: it's French!Bathrobe
Tuesday 09 January 2007 at 12:10 pm It wasn't his, and it showed. The blue secondhanded bathrobe just didn't suit him. The fact that it was a size too small didn't help. Although he did look a lot sexier in it than my ex, who used to wear it.So I made him a new one... Lees verder