I sit in the classroom, / staring blankly at the wall. / The professor has gone off once again, / regaling a story of some elderly patient’s fall.
Wake up a 5:00 am, Cannot afford to be late. It’s my first day of preclinical shadowing, I want my first impression to be great. I’ve read up extensively on the surgeries, I have mastered all the anatomic basics. The only thing I have no idea about, is where the hell the proper room is. I know where the hospital is, I know just where to park. I nervously walk up to the building, and …
We’re overloaded with so much advice, so many ideas on how to be a better doctor, / how do we decide what to follow and what to ignore?
Soon, we were jolted to attention by an overhead announcement, “Attention, code blue. Six south. Attention. Code blue. Six south.”