The problem with medicine is the people.
Imagine the worst scum-of-the-earth man you’ve ever met with alcohol-laden breath that would make Jack Daniels cry. Now give him pancreatitis and excruciating abdominal pain. Next, ship him to the hospital so that I can take care of him.
The beauty of medicine is the people.
Imagine a wonderfully sweet 65-year-old [...]
It’s official–I know where I’m going to be a resident.
Yesterday was “Match Day” and medical students around the country discovered where they’ll be spending the next few years of their lives.
Some were happy. Some were not as happy. I hope none were terribly sad.
The day marks the beginning of the end of medical school for [...]
Many months ago–when I was a mere “third year” student, I stumbled into a horrible, no good, very bad place: the labor and delivery ward.
But you don’t just stumble in for a few minutes–they make you stay. In our case, students spend two weeks on the floor doing the nastiest of nasty–delivering babies.
It’s official.
The computer gods have smiled upon me and I’ve “matched”.
Somewhere.
I just don’t know where yet.
Match Day Week is broken into three key parts. Part I was today–the “check your email and see if you matched but not where you matched day”. If you did not “Match”–you “Scramble”.
Makes sense, no?
So, remember a couple of days ago when I was bloviating on my inability to intubate a couple of patients?
Well, I am now officially the greatest intubator this side of the Mississippi.
That’s right. My intubation technique is so good, that I successfully dropped a tube in a gentleman this morning with my eyes closed…and [...]
