Oh, thank you mystical powers above. It’s
finally happening. My longitudinal clinic preceptor is throwing me the reins. I
get to stroll in to a patient room with my white coat and my notebook and
pretend I’m actually a somebody. I get to try my hand at diagnosing something
real. I’m the boss. This must be how the NCAA men’s basketball national championship
team feels when “One Shining Moment” blares as the players try to not choke on
confetti.
Monday, December 9, 2013
It's So Cute When They Try
“Gordon, why don’t you go and see Mr.
M on your own and then we can discuss his case?"
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