I didn’t come here to make friends. I came here to stand silently for 3 hours every morning until it’s my turn to speak, at which point I’ll be interrupted by an adult introducing me to a different adult by another med student’s name
Asked my patient if she was sexually active yesterday and she said “not really” so I asked what not really meant and she said “once every 2 weeks or so” …. ummmm I’ll have what she’s having!!
Attending asks me if I’ve heard of post-ATN diuresing, uh, yeah sir. It happens to me everyday after I have my regular first glass of water of the day at 6pm
Clinic is awesome because in the same day you get to sit and do absolutely nothing for 4 hours of no shows and then sprint run panic and throw up when they all come at once :)
Your favorite just ok med student is a just ok intern now, and as an ok intern I can finally say that repleting lytes is exactly as boring as it always looked
Only med students who have lived through the five painstaking days between match Monday and match Friday get me when I say I want to put an ice cube inside my skull
Petitioning NYT to put a required “did you take your medications yet?” checkpoint before the wordle and solving medication noncompliance once and for all
My four years of med school have been a chronicle of me standing in exactly the wrong spot, culminating in today when I had the chance to stand in precisely the wrong spot
Me trying to write up my research: ugh this is too confusing can’t I just explain it to you
Me presenting my research: ugh I wrote it all out can’t you just read