tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post2378104891190489673..comments2024-03-18T09:00:31.992-04:00Comments on Doctor Grumpy in the House: Things They Don't Teach You In Medical SchoolGrumpy, M.D.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09858110332436246760noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-80791938027384650182010-02-09T12:23:53.074-05:002010-02-09T12:23:53.074-05:00Glad I studied social work - they spend considerab...Glad I studied social work - they spend considerable time preparing you for this stuff - for example, how to maintain your composure while working with people with bad hygene. I would never survive some of my very smelly clients if no one had warned me!Christine Nectainenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-91539285803501115522009-05-21T08:08:19.763-04:002009-05-21T08:08:19.763-04:00Oh dear- I had an 8th grade science teacher who, i...Oh dear- I had an 8th grade science teacher who, if I recall correctly, had the reputation for also eating eighth graders whole. I had to consult him after class one day and he too had the giant booger flag flying. It took every ounce of eighth grade courage I had not to run away laughing like a loon. <br /><br />Love the blog!Special Saucehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12333250441119874615noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-10242621330345529462009-02-16T23:58:00.000-05:002009-02-16T23:58:00.000-05:00You probably finished medical school before they f...You probably finished medical school before they forced us to take USMLE Step 2 CS (Clinical Skills). I love how you can make a totally useless test, charge an outrageous amount of money for people to take it, and then make it required for everyone to take it. <BR/><BR/>But I digress. I had a Step 2 CS case where my mock patient was coughing her lungs out during the entire H&P. In my mind, I'm thinking, I need to get out of here before I get TB. So as I'm hurrying out, I finally realize that she wants me to offer her a kleenex and cup of water. Luckily, I figured it out before the door closed because I kind of shouted to her as the session ended to help herself to a cup of water and a kleenex. I'm pretty sure that saved me from failing.<BR/><BR/>Great blog, by the way. I love ranting on occasion, as you probably can see.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-88846159204863368012009-02-16T12:34:00.000-05:002009-02-16T12:34:00.000-05:00Thanks, James. I agree with you, it was inconsider...Thanks, James. I agree with you, it was inconsiderate of me not to have offered him a kleenex, though I do have a box on my desk in plain sight.<BR/><BR/>I agree with your point on medical school, too. Anyone with a good memory can graduate medical school. Not all of them will be good doctors.Grumpy, M.D.https://www.blogger.com/profile/09858110332436246760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-23893013316171668682009-02-16T12:07:00.000-05:002009-02-16T12:07:00.000-05:00Wouldn't common sense have prompted you to offer t...Wouldn't common sense have prompted you to offer the patient a kleenex? Then again, common sense is not taught in medical school. In fact, medical school is four years of brainwashing young, bright, independent thinkers into mindless, fact memorizing/regurgitating zombies who are forced to believe they know far less than their attendings.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com