Picture this:
It’s 2011. First day of college. You meet a boy across the hall & instantly hit it off. You build an honest to god platonic friendship. Then BOOM you’re 21, making out at the Bird.
It’s 2018. And that boy from freshman year? Yeah he just asked you to marry him💍
PSA from your friendly thoracic PA; just because a lung cancer pt has a pleural effusion does NOT mean it’s a malignant effusion. You have to run cytology. A true malignant effusion instantly makes them stage IV.
My wish for 2023 is that we stop using the "allergies" section of the chart for "medications I don't want/ don't like/ had adverse effects with."
And world peace.
The same people who don’t fear COVID bc of a “98% survival rate”, now fear a vaccine that has a 0.00009% risk of causing blood clots. Make it make sense 🤔
Me: How are you feeling?
Patient: The exact same. I’m no better. Why am I no better?
Me: Did you do the things I recommended?
Patient: No.
Me:...
Patient:...
Me:...
Patient: This is all your fault.
Medicine is the worst. Patients telling you they’re afraid to die or to not let them die but you know it’s inevitable and you try so hard for them but there’s nothing you can do to stop it. I hate it.