You might say it flew far like a sparrow
Or fast and straight like an arrow.
But either way time
Like a vacation sublime
Went fast while we were in Barrow
Synopsis: I’m a family practitioner from Sioux City, Iowa. Avoiding burnout, I’m taking a sabbatical while my one-year non-compete clause winds down, having adventures, visiting family and friends, and working in out-of-the-way places. Currently I just finished an assignment at the hospital in Barrow, Alaska, the northernmost point in the United States, and I’m in Anchorage for two days.
Six weeks in Barrow, Alaska, has flown by. We arrived at the end of the two-month Arctic night. We went out in -75 degree F temperatures, and we stayed inside while the worst blizzard in four years raged outside.
I worked 360 hours while here, but the other doctors worked more hours than I did. I received the lightest load on the call schedule. I didn’t work any nights.
I saw a lot of broken ankles, from snow machine accidents and falls on the ice. I picked up two cases of vitamin B12 deficiency, nine cases of vitamin D deficiency, two cases of hypothyroidism, and not one case of frostbite.
I took care of people from all over Alaska, including Barrow. I also saw those from Tonga, the Philippines, Hawaii, Korea, California, Tennessee, Kentucky, Mexico, Canada, Puerto Rico, Florida, England, South Africa, Colombia, and Ireland.
I met people who had survived plane crashes and gunshot wounds. I made personal acquaintance with more than a dozen whaling captains, and more than two dozen who had personally killed whales.
A lot of the men had taken polar bears, most at close range with low-powered rifles, many in self-defense. One had killed a polar bear without a firearm at all.
I talked to women who sew the seal skins onto umiak frames, and the men who hunted the seals.
When a white-out shut the town down for four days, I suited up and went outside. Twenty paces from the building I thought better of the venture and turned back.
We watched the first dawn after sixty-three days of darkness on the afternoon of January 24, and watched it set less than two hours later.
The medical community viewed the Superbowl in the Commons room, farther north than any other medical staff activity in the country.
I talked to other hunters who shot caribou, wolf, goose, duck, wolverine, seal, and walrus. Several people had been hunted by polar bears, but lived.
We saw the Northern Lights, I for the first time and Bethany for the second.
We attended Kiviuk, the Messenger Feast that happens every two years. I saw dancers passionately portray heroic stories with their dances.
Afterwards, while the Northern Lights swept mutely across the sky, we watched the best fireworks display I’ve seen.
While we were here we saw pressure ridges form in the ice on the Arctic Ocean.
For every active drunk I took care of I met two in recovery.
Bethany taught sign, Inupiak, Special Ed, third grade and fifth grade. She made a lot of new friends, one of whom she started into knitting. She got a lot of exercise.
I drove twice, a total of less than fifteen miles.
We had the best Kung Pao chicken and Mongolian beef we’ve ever had.
Both of us lost a few pounds.
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