ER fun
some chick sprayed breast milk at me.
she missed, but still.
some chick sprayed breast milk at me.
she missed, but still.
first day as an MS4!
the day started with 7am morning report, being pimped on ER labs on a GI bleed (and succeeding!), trying not to fall asleep/ lash out violently/ make inappropriate comments as a resident went through EVERY SINGLE STEP of how to write EVERY SINGLE SECTION of a 7 page H&P (the inane questions from the new MSIIIs didn’t help.**), and a patient with a swollen arm from a supposed popped elbow pimple. what followed was…
- pediatric cardiac arrest
- scaphoid fracture
- headaches and vomiting
- pink eye
- giant ugly boils on an ugly hair butt
- strep throat
- MRSA groin abcess I&D
…and some other things i forget.
**i know, i know, i was once one of them. sort of. i might still be one of them. but really… how can they be so cocky and so slow at the same time? shut up and listen!!!! liiiiiiiiiiisten!!!! argh. if i say order a CBC, don’t also order a hematocrit and an MCV. bah! if the resident says, “make sure your intern gets the code status”, don’t say, “uhm… shouldn’t the ER just tell us?”. ASK YOUR INTERN.
vinh tells me that the lab guy who took my blood (for the cholesterol screen) was totally stoked that he got it on the first try because, apparently, i have veins that are harder to find than a 1 day old NICU baby. and he draws NICU babies all the time. geez. he’s a pro, though. one little stick, no rummaging around with the needle. it was over in 2 seconds, which is good for me– while i was waiting for my turn in the hot seat i swear i was becoming tachycardic and diaphoretic. check me out– med student afraid of needles!
in other news, the binging has continued with only a short 1 hour 20 minute cardio session at the gym to break up the mexican food madness. we went to this hole-in-the-wall mexican food place for an early dinner of gigantoid burrito and taquitos covered in guacamole. after the gym closed on us and kicked us out, we ran over to acapulco to watch the rest of the lakers game and eat a big ol’ pecan crusted ice cream covered apple chimi monster of a dessert. it’s a good thing we don’t have cable– otherwise we’d just sit at home getting pudgy while watching the ESPN.
not that i’d complain.