you’d think that after telling a well-respected veteran surgeon who just so happens to be the dean of my clinical school that total parenteral nutrition is a powder thingy (horror of horrors) that is prepared and then given via central line, i’d be immune to embarrassing situations by now.
well, if you did, you were wrong.
i want nothing more than to hide my face under a pile of stinking scrubs for telling a paediatrician that wolff-parkinson-white syndrome is either type IIb or type III heart block, right after he exclaimed, “oh fourth year! so you know stuff!“, when it’s actually…err…a supraventricular tachycardia. an arterioventricular reentry tachycardia (wow, if i said that, he’d be REALLY impressed!) to be exact.
it totally beats me not coming up with the 3 categories of causes of pyrexia of unknown origin (infectious, inflammatory, malignancy) earlier in the morning. at least i got the definition sorta partially right that time (2 weeks! yay!).
my first day back in a hospital after almost 2 months of no clinical work whatsoever has taught me a couple of things:
1. do not tell people i’m a 4th year student because i will only disappoint them.
2. grow a thicker layer of keratin on my epidermis.
3. i am more screwed than i think.
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