Yesterday, I had to use my Cantonese in a consultation - albeit a painful one, but at least I was semi-useful to the cute neurologist. Today, got a provisional diagnosis right when said neurologist asked what I thought could be wrong with the patient. As my (male) partner said quite drily when I told him about my crush on said neurologist, "You're only into consultants because of the power and money. Oh, and the intelligence."
Ah, hospital life. So much eye candy.
Also, got to watch two (successful) ERCPs and a lipoma removal. Life is good.
it seems that i alternate between two states exclusively: melancholy and bitchiness
Wednesday, April 29, 2015
Thursday, April 2, 2015
#lastday
Took bloods off a gentleman who went as far to say that he didn't feel a thing. And at the risk of sounding like a complete douchebag, the stethoscope with all its weight hanging around my neck (which I suppose feels like a millstone of responsibility to the qualified) feels oh so right. Also, it keeps me exempt from toileting patients. Which is a plus.
I didn't want it to be my last day on the wards. Being a medical student is the tops.
I didn't want it to be my last day on the wards. Being a medical student is the tops.
Wednesday, April 1, 2015
#thisisawesome
Did a cannula. And a patient for the first time said 'dromedary' as an answer for one of the MOCA questions.
Life is good.
Life is good.
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