"Perhaps next time when you have a big list like this, you could book a double appointment?" I nicely suggested at the end of a protracted consult.
"This is a double, sweety", my patient nicely replied.
Well, then. Ok.
"Perhaps next time when you have a big list like this, you could book a double appointment?" I nicely suggested at the end of a protracted consult.
"This is a double, sweety", my patient nicely replied.
Well, then. Ok.
I hate running late. Hate it. Which is unfortunate for a GP, because sometimes people's troubles cannot be fixed and documented in only 15 minutes.
By the end of today I was running an hour late and I could see the setting sun through my window. I braced myself for complaints and called in my final patient. In he walks, smiles and says, "well there's no early minute for you today!"
Whew. Patients are people too - and nice people.
5yo girl, as we head to the consulting rooms, "Do you like my hair? Do you like my hair style?"
"I do" I reply, duly examining her messy ponytail. "Who did it?"
"Daddy did ... but he didn't do much of a job"
The lawns at my new place are quite expansive and seem to grow unnaturally fast. At first I bought a push mower to keep them under control, and spent 12 joyless hours one day cutting my cursed grass.
Even then I didn't finish, running aground on an ancient artefact kindly left by the previous owner.
I have since learned that a ride-on mower is a worthy investment.
Omigod puppies are adorable! This is my new addition Soda, who like most puppies, divides her time between running around like a mad thing and sleeping. And without fail, drains about 50 IQ points from anyone who sees her.
Time for an update so any possible future posts will have some context...
I'm now living the dream, working 9-5 as a GP registrar at the same practice where it all started with my third-year placement. I still have my little dog Sprite, who is soon to be joined by a new puppy - Soda.
I actually bought a house with some land, with hopes of bringing my horses down here with me ... this is on hold for now because I accidentally broke my arm while pulling out the old fences. Ugh. One more month in plaster.
"Do you know where you are?" - nurse to patient
"I know EXACTLY where I am" - indignant patient
"Where are you?"
"Well I don't know exactly ... "
Morning doctor: "What can you tell me about Alvesco?"
Me: "sounds very familiar, is he on the cardiac ward?"
Morning doctor: "Alvesco is a medication"
Nurse, "room 405 is haunted ... ... that's your office"
Me, "my office is 404"
Nurse, "that's what I meant"
I totally laughed her off, but I'm keeping the lights on.
I had to wake up a sweet old lady for her blood test this morning. It's pretty much the worst, waking someone up to jab them with a needle.
She was especially upset though, because in her dream a gorgeous man was just abut to jump into bed with her.
I left her with a passing comment that I'd let her get back to her gorgeous man. She just gave me a withering look and said "dreams don't work that way, dear".
This is an actual page I got in the wee hours of this morning ...
"Hello Dr, I'm calling from the cardiac ward. We have a couple of jobs waiting for you but more importantly we have muffins. Some are chocolate with choc chips, and some are just choc chip. Whenever you're ready."
Best ever!
I started another term of medical nights this week. For the next three months I will work seven 12 1/2 hour night shifts in a row, followed by seven days off.
I've done it before over winter, and chose to do it again because of the valuable experience you can only get on nights. Haha ... actually the pay is really good and I like having every second week off.
I used to think the first night was always the hardest, but I've just remembered otherwise. It's the night after your first proper daytime sleep. I'm struggling right now!
It turns out you can accidentally delete a patient's file from the emergency department simply by leaning your elbows on the keyboard.
As far as we can tell, there is no actual key sequence that does this - you have to use your elbows. I am not the only one to have done this, by the way.
Asked to see patient: needs pain relief
Patient admitted with shortness of breath, treated for exacerbation of COPD.
Currently denies any pain.
Patient states he is thirsty - "all I want is a drink of water".
Plan: patient may drink water
Signed, Dr S (medical RMO)
Tonight on night shift I refused to give two people Temazepam, and prescribed a heat pack as an adjunct to somebody's pain relief.
Oh God.
I'm becoming some kind of hippie.