We all find ourselves immersed in our work at times, but some jobs have tremendously broad appeal while others don't. For instance, lots of people want to own a vineyard, but even people who don't care for the idea like to talk about wine.

In comparison, there are people like me whose heads are full of things most people don't care about. One day a few months back, I sauntered about mulling over the med-tech policy ramifications of something or other. Some time later, I noticed a police officer following me in his cruiser as I wandered.

Then he pointed to the cars and trucks hurtling past at dozens of miles per hour (which they don't often do on Interstate 66 in this part of Virginia).

That's when it dawned on me: I'm a med-tech geek.

Since that day, I've learned to accept my condition. No, there are no 12-step groups for this, but I'll be okay thanks to something Master What's-his-name said about finding one's purpose in life. He said, “follow your inner geek, Grasshopper,” or something like that.

Do you ever wonder if you're a med-tech geek? Here's how to figure out if you are. I should warn you, though: If only one applies to you, you're already in grave danger.

If all five apply to you? Oy.

Four: You can finally pronounce “February” correctly because you had to learn to say “defibrillator” without sounding like an idiot. However, this has not helped with your “nukular” problem in the least.

Three: You think the object in this picture is fascinating, even if you haven't the foggiest idea what it is or what it's used for.

Two: You start telling someone you meet at Starbucks about a new Medicare coverage analysis and you keep going even after his eyes glaze over and his jaw goes slack. You keep at it until his eyes roll back in his head and he starts drooling like a St. Bernard.

When the ambulance arrives, you defiantly bellow “defibrillator!” from a safe distance.