Dear Diary,
Today was meant to be a day of quiet contemplation. Instead I ended up invariably chuckling… a lot… at myself. A few of the things I did…
…ponder over my own handwriting and its tragic deterioration over the years…
…daydream about my childhood doggie, who frequently found munching on grass therapeutic…
…ruminate over the life of poultry and its unfortunate deliciousness..
…and reflect upon my initial reasoning for choosing internal medicine, which the above algorithm readily affirmed, reassuring me that I did indeed choose the right specialty.
Have a wonderful week!
Love,
phoebe
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I love this. You’ve a good eye for the absurd:-) I especially like how the the doctor talks in unintelligible scribbles! And how being crazy and having a short attention span makes you good for working in A & E!
Haha…thank you! I’m glad you liked it. Thanks for taking the time to visit…and take care! 🙂
Hahaha
I like your algorithm. To this I will add, in Critical Care Medicine, your action can depend on your attitude for the day: if you feel nice, you can take your patient off sedation; if not so nice, keep them sedated; if you are feeling mean, keep them intubated without sedation. 🙂
That’s really funny. I like it. Critical care definitely deserves to have its own special algorithm though… 😉
LOL!!!! You’re good!
Teehehe 🙂