I attended my first drug company-sponsored dinner tonight. The music was great, the food so-so. In return for my presence, I received our very own heart anatomy model set, two (good) pens and a vaguely retro Olmesartan-printed vinyl bag.
The summit was alright. Mostly JNC 7 based; no mention of the ESC guidelines here. Mostly I couldn’t keep my eyes off the speaker’s shiny-yet-immobile forehead. And also, why do they never run out of questions?
I think I will miss this elective.