Dr. Kutner, who told you that it’d be a good idea to put up superficial representations of a hypocritic season, celebrating a mythical figure?
I liked you better 15 seconds ago when you were afraid for your job.
THIRTEEN: She’s not a liar.
HOUSE:Â Okay, well this is going to be a tough case. I have almost no knowledge of alien physiology.Â
Are you a doctor? Did you go to med school since the last time I asked?
Lies are like children. Hard work, but worth it because the future depends on them.
Wouldn’t you not talking make this a shorter conversation?
Now, either that cost more than 25 bucks or I’m seriously starting to doubt Steve Jobs’ business strategies.
Listing all the possible causes is only impressive if you can do it reverse alphabetically.
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…to clear a room. And my dog has gas. Bad gas. Funny, how even he doesn’t want to smell it. Because he’ll fart and then look ashamed and run away. Not only does he have gas, but every time he poops, he reeks of stink for a good five minutes afterwards. I don’t know what’s wrong because I haven’t changed his diet recently or anything. My husband thinks he’s getting old and can’t quite digest as well as he used to. And we’re already feeding him the good stuff so I don’t know what to switch him to. I guess I have no choice but to move to the even better stuff. Because I really can’t stand the stink of his farts any longer.
I’ve got my lab schedule down to only two days a week now. But I’ve come to realize that even two days is two days too many. Dealing with a passive aggressive narcissistic major professor just plain sucks. Just when I think it’s okay, it’s not. So my song for this week isÂ OK Go – Here it Goes Again.
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So last week, I whined a bit about my third year clerkship schedule. This week, I’m trying to tell myself that it’s not so bad. It could have been worse. I could have ended up with Surgery or Internal Medicine first. Then I’d really have cause to complain. But I don’t have either of those clerkships first. I have Psychiatry first. Not ideal because I wanted Family Practice first to ease myself into the whole thing and semi-prepare me for Pediatrics second. But I’ll live. I think. I hear Peds isn’t exactly a walk in the park. And now I’m going into it after Psych, which in no way whatsoever prepares me for it. The other thing that didn’t quite fall into place with my schedule is the fact that I ended up not being able to get OB/Gyn before Surgery, which I really wanted so that I could gain some experience with being in the OR/tying surgical knots/etc so that I wouldn’t look like a complete idiot come Surgery since I have a more than passing interest in Surgery after all. Of course, the lottery gods decided to spite me and force me to do OB/Gyn last. Yep, that’s it. The order is jumbled up and looks almost nothing like what I wanted. But it’s not so bad, is it? Well, actually, it is. To me. I want it my way, dammit.
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Oops…disappeared there again…let’s just say that setting up a home theater system sucks and takes way more time and energy than you would think. Plus I’ve been busy with trying to figure out what order I want to do my clerkships in. Turns out I might as well have not bothered because I didn’t get them in the order I wanted anyway.For the uninitiated, the third year of med school is when students rotate through different required clerkships, gaining clinical experience and hopefully some insight into what specialty they want to pursue. Much fanfare is made about the order of such clerkships and countless strategies abound. Because of the limited number of spots per clerkship per rotation, most schools resort to some sort of lottery system to determine students’ third year schedules. Ours is a long-winded process that apparently doesn’t work too well. Because my schedule sucks. I’m going to go sulk now.
…your email inbox once again becomes full of med school spam regarding random classes, scholarships, and interest group meet-ups. Â It feels nice.