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In other words....what is an experience that made you say...this clinical sht just ain't for me?
ilovepath said:In other words....what is an experience that made you say...this clinical sht just ain't for me?
yaah said:Then the miracle came and they named it something unpronouncable which meant "strength" or something in a language of which she knew one word.
Havarti666 said:The moment I realized that clinical medicine isn't for me:
First rotation of third year (surgery), day one: alarm clock goes off at 4:45 am.
That was it.
Havarti666 said:The moment I realized that clinical medicine isn't for me:
First rotation of third year (surgery), day one: alarm clock goes off at 4:45 am.
That was it.
yaah said:1) On OB, a woman giving birth brought her doula and her pseudo-hippy husband to her delivery, as well as a holier than thou attitude and plans of taking the placenta to bury it in her yard. She also brought a mirror so she could watch the miracle. Then when the started pushing, she started pooping, and things got very uncomfortable from there. Soon the mirror was in the corner, the doula was reduced to holding her hand, the husband was cowering in the corner, and I was wiping up ****. Then the miracle came and they named it something unpronouncable which meant "strength" or something in a language of which she knew one word.
Cougarblue said:I just could not resist when I saw this post. After finally finishing the six weeks of Hades which were general surgery I started on orthopaedics. I was excited as I thought that I might enjoy ortho. A small sampling of comments from my first day on the joint service, "Oh G**, not another med student." "I had the med student last time, you take him...." Yes, I did indeed feel welcome. This was the general feeling throughout my three weeks on the service.
Cougarblue said:I
The highlight, however, came during my third week. One of the attendings, whom I had completed ten cases with, and who never once had spoken to me or made eye contact, was doing a total hip. I was being a dutiful little med student, holding whatever was shoved into my hands. Well, our fine attending slipped while reaming out the acetabulum and smashed my fingers, which were holding a retractor. I, quite naturally, let go of the retractor. My attending turns to me and speaks for the first time saying gruffly, "I need you to hold that." ...
Cougarblue said:A small sampling of comments from my first day on the joint service, "Oh G**, not another med student." "I had the med student last time, you take him...." Yes, I did indeed feel welcome. This was the general feeling throughout my three weeks on the service.
ilovepath said:I've heard the $ thing across the board about path and don't understand it. I thought only really surgeons/radiologists made more.
ilovepath said:working in clinic is like working at a starbucks....i didn't make her latte foamy enough