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gems from my clinical examination textbook:
Never miss an opportunity to inspect a patient's faeces
(or, Everything Comes Down To Poo*)
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The clinician who is fortunate enough to have vomitus available for inspection (ill-informed staff may throw out this valuable substance) should not lose the opportunity of a detailed examination.
My profession is so glamorous <3 I know as a small child I lay awake many a night dreaming of the time when I, too, could elect to stay home instead of going to see St Trinian's so that I could read textbook chapters on the joyful art of the rectal examination.
Man, I am such a mess at the moment. I really want to read and write but every time I pick up a book or open a document I feel guilty because I'm not studying. I panicked about money last week and applied for a couple of retail jobs that I don't know if I can even spare the time for, and I've got Med Revue stuff to do and college events and social outings and costumes to sew and trips to plan and...med school. Ugh. My first major exam is in three weeks and my life should be a piece of cake because I'm living on campus but because I'm me I've managed to find the stressors anyway and fill my life with them because oh yes, I'm a freaking nut.
*exhales*
Sorry guys. Venting.
*kdhdadncsdh okay yes terribly crass, but I love musical episodes of things. TANGO DOMINICAN is also awesome and much less concerned with bodily products.
(or, Everything Comes Down To Poo*)
&
The clinician who is fortunate enough to have vomitus available for inspection (ill-informed staff may throw out this valuable substance) should not lose the opportunity of a detailed examination.
My profession is so glamorous <3 I know as a small child I lay awake many a night dreaming of the time when I, too, could elect to stay home instead of going to see St Trinian's so that I could read textbook chapters on the joyful art of the rectal examination.
Man, I am such a mess at the moment. I really want to read and write but every time I pick up a book or open a document I feel guilty because I'm not studying. I panicked about money last week and applied for a couple of retail jobs that I don't know if I can even spare the time for, and I've got Med Revue stuff to do and college events and social outings and costumes to sew and trips to plan and...med school. Ugh. My first major exam is in three weeks and my life should be a piece of cake because I'm living on campus but because I'm me I've managed to find the stressors anyway and fill my life with them because oh yes, I'm a freaking nut.
*exhales*
Sorry guys. Venting.
*kdhdadncsdh okay yes terribly crass, but I love musical episodes of things. TANGO DOMINICAN is also awesome and much less concerned with bodily products.

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Remember, dinner tomorrow.
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* that you'd be treating me that is, not the poo bit. I've been a patient for too many years to be squicked over such things.
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Seriously, when a patient has just nearly died and they are having trouble dealing with the whole trauma of, you know, being cut open, having bits removed and not being able to breathe and stuff, they should probably get a shot at talking to one. (this one was me)
But when someone is taken in for cutting their wrists, wiping the blood on the walls and screaming and talking to the walls in a psychotic manner, they probably need psychiatric attention. Instead all they got was some sedatives. (this one was not me, but I was the one that had to deal with getting them to the hospital in the first place).
So I don't really have any experience with hospital psychiatrists other than "there should probably be one here and there isn't".
If I sound bitter, it's probably because my experience with psychiatrists OUTSIDE the hospital has been so fucking dismal I almost think we'd be better off without them entirely.
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Hmm in addition to this, I'm not attacking psychiatry as a profession. There's definitely a need for it. The problem is that while it's fairly easy to find doctors who care about patients and give a crap about quality of life, finding specialists (all kinds, not just psychiatrists) who feel the same is pretty difficult.
So whatever you're looking at specialising in... from a longterm patient of the medical industry to someone who will be working in it - please, for the love of everything, remember that your patients are people and want quality of life just like anyone else.
It doesn't mean you have to be sappy and cry about every patient. It just means remembering that they want courtesy and consideration.
And also, plz don't be a bigoted fuckhead like the medical morons I'm dealing with at the moment :D
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I am so impressed by people who have the dedication to put the time and effort into med school-- I'm sure you'll be fine, but I know all about the student's ability to find stress where there shouldn't be any. Everything will work out, though, you'll see. :D
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Yeah, that doesn't sound like fun. Examining poo or trying to find the time for earning money. :/ I can only offer virtual tea, but you can have lots.
And Tango Dominican was hilarious and I don't even watch Scrubs. XD