A couple of coworkers recently asked me where I got the leather holder for the 3X5 cards that I always have in my shirt pocket. Turns out they wanted to buy one for their boss as a joke. I don’t want to think about what that says about their opinion of my routine, but it did get me thinking about how attached I am to my cards, and why.
Like many physicians I know, I started carrying cards as a medical student to keep track of patients I was following on my hospital rotations. I think I started with 4×6 cards and kept them in the pocket of my short white coat. I “stamped” each with the addressograph card (remember those?) of the patient, and wrote out key facts of the patient’s history, physical findings, and labs. Continue reading Ode to the 3X5 Card