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( That's BOLLOCKS i tell u! more like 45minutes listening to random long tale, 20 minutes examination, 20 minutes figuring out wat the hell u just scrawled for the past hour...) ( read first bullet point and tell me how's that possible...'' 50 year old male, with a serious shit load of problems.'' )
Just got back from wards.
First day at Infection Unit.
Ok...come on...wat comes to mind when u see those two words...
to be absolutely honest and naive i have to say I thought ....
Big massive spreads of necrosing flesh, air putrid with the smell of gangrenous infection,
massive boils, amputated legs, MRSA secluded patients, TB ....u get my drift.
But today when i stepped through the purple double doors it was really kinda quiet.
everything was slow, hallways were dark...nothing fascinating really.
Then off we went to clerk patients.
Clerked my very first HIV patient. really nice woman, had HIV for the past 10 years.
In hosptial for another of her frequent pnuemonias...( I think she has kaposi sarcoma to be honest, seemed to have the classical signs)
And then next there was the discussion with our consultant.
MAn.....
of all my clinical rotations I have never felt this intimidation and anxiety...
this guy asks questions and LOTS of them....
And he doesn't just direct his questions to the general mass...he shifts his entire body mass, places his foot directed at you and asks u full eye contact, his burning question.
And it's not only one simple question.
From ur weak pathetic attempt at an answer, he picks the weakest link and springs another question from it....and another and another......Argh......
As Graeme rightly exclaimed '' I DON'T WANT to do medicine!!!''
(of course when the tutor was answering a bleep)
THings that he expects u to do:
Man....
I must gumbatte and survive the next 3 weeks!
Thankfully that tutor will be away next week....hopefully the registrar that takes over will cut us some slack....hmm.....time to look for some black mail....
Cheers!