| Well, I'm getting tired of ads asking me what Lindsay Lohan's last blood alcohol content was, so I've moved over to blogspot.
Feel free to follow me:
http://futuredrjulie.blogspot.com
See you over there!
Love,
Julie |
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| But I thought I'd share that I got a marriage proposal from a patient's father yesterday.
I didn't think I'd get a marriage proposal in peds, about as much as I didn't expect my first flirty patient to be in OB/Gyn.
Funny how the world works. |
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| I'll now sum up my last week in my own words:
I'm in the PICU. I will not spend the rest of my life here. I've seen an attending almost make a resident cry. I've had to hold back tears and go cry in a restroom twice.
I'm out of the PICU on Thursday. Thank whatever diety or sense of karma you pray to, because I know I am. |
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| Let me sum up my not-nearly-over week in the words of others:
"Look, it's Julie, and she's doing her 'I hate peds' walk." -Sonder and Lindsey |
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| I miss va-jay-jay squad.
That's something I never thought I'd say.
Although I did have an attending say, "You get to play with me in the nursery today." It took ALL of my self-control not to start laughing. That was the highlight of my first day in peds. |
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