missing pieces
i don't feel like writing.
i need a coke. or C2. or something to jumpstart my brain. anything.
caffiene, i am your slave. rouse me from this torpor of mine that i may go to sleep content with the knowledge that somehow, in a moment of wakeful clarity, i have done something to enrich mankind.
our official hospital rotation as clerks (officially, we still are icc's, but we have clerk status---that gives us all the responsibilities but none of the *absent* perks of being a clerk) in the outpationt department of the PGH begins on the 31st of june.
it's scary. from the controlled exposure of ward work, we will be thrust into an environment directly interacting with the patients. this already makes us de facto doctors, with what little medical education we may have retained from the massive overload given to us for the past two years. unfortunately, i seem to have forgotten all of it. tests really won't prepare you for the wards.
wuh. pre-rotation jitters. i have no idea what to expect, but hopefully it turns out to be as enjoyable as i try to imagine it to be. which is, of course, not an entirely encouraging picture.
i need a coke. or C2. or something to jumpstart my brain. anything.
caffiene, i am your slave. rouse me from this torpor of mine that i may go to sleep content with the knowledge that somehow, in a moment of wakeful clarity, i have done something to enrich mankind.
our official hospital rotation as clerks (officially, we still are icc's, but we have clerk status---that gives us all the responsibilities but none of the *absent* perks of being a clerk) in the outpationt department of the PGH begins on the 31st of june.
it's scary. from the controlled exposure of ward work, we will be thrust into an environment directly interacting with the patients. this already makes us de facto doctors, with what little medical education we may have retained from the massive overload given to us for the past two years. unfortunately, i seem to have forgotten all of it. tests really won't prepare you for the wards.
wuh. pre-rotation jitters. i have no idea what to expect, but hopefully it turns out to be as enjoyable as i try to imagine it to be. which is, of course, not an entirely encouraging picture.