Last Tumor Board of the rotation (and free breakfasts at Plaza). The cafeteria ladies really do take the $6.00-and-below rule for students very seriously; Lori wasn't wearing her badge and the lady at the cash register made her pay up. The clinic day was pretty ordinary. Dr. RR was informed that he had a meeting that he didn't know about ahead of time (again), so the morning ended at 11:20. Then I went to school and used the computer for a while. There was an older man in his late 50s or 60s sitting beside me, and I think he might be homeless or destitute b/c his clothes were rumpled and he smelled like he hadn't showered in days. =/ You can't work at a JPS clinic and not know that smell. It made me wonder, was this man trespassing by using our computers? Other universities require a log-in at all their computers; ours do not, and so anyone and their mother can go online. It reminds me of the time during my OMM rotation where a doctor was arrested for using our computers and not wanting to "vacate the premises." Yeesh.
One mother who brought her 12-year-old to the clinic works at the ICU in the main hospital, and she said that she and Dr. RR go way back from his days as a resident there. "He's gonna kill me," she joked about bringing her daughter in for a breathing treatment when she barely had any wheezes. Dr. RR was nice about it, though =) One of the last patients of the day was a 9-year-old girl with a high fever and sore throat who couldn't stop crying. Then she started screaming when Lupe tried to swab her nose for a flu test (she thought she was going to get a shot), and Dr. RR apologized when Lupe left the room and gave us a Look. When the actual shot came, she began screaming and crying really hard, and at times it was hard to believe that she was a nine-year-old. I commented that my parents would have busted me for screaming or misbehaving at a doctor's office, and Dr. RR shared a story where, as a five-year-old, he ran for his life after learning he had to get shots and it took a 200 lb nurse to corner him, catch him, and sit on him (his words, not mine) while the other nurses gave him the shots. And after he got home, his parents punished him severely for bad behavior. "But...I didn't cry," he said. The main point was that parents these days don't punish their children the way they used to =P
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That's funny. Yea, my parents would have wrenched me down for shots.
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