Behind bars
Today I found out that a rotation available for some house officers is a month working in San Quentin. Have to admit that it's pretty intriguing....
"Working in the Emergency Room is as close as you can get to living in a Vonnegut novel." --N. Teismann
Today I found out that a rotation available for some house officers is a month working in San Quentin. Have to admit that it's pretty intriguing....
Mom-Bob responds to the picture I posted a couple of days ago: "Sorry about your patient losing his arm."
There's some fantastic terminology in the realm of ultrasound; today we were examining scans for comet tails and lung rockets. I feel like a high-frequency astronaut.
I'm on an ultrasound rotation right now so today was spent wheeling the ultrasound unit around the ER, putting a probe on any patient who might need a scan of some sort. Tonight I have grainy gray images of livers, kidneys, gall bladders, hearts, urinary bladders, and aortas dancing in my head.
Labels: Tales of the ER