White Paper And A Pencil

First day of clinical training and I thought I may have managed a lawsuit. I do not even have malpractice insurance yet!

Aside from the cold wind biting at my face early morning, the staff members at a chaotic hospital paining my other end was a crisp reminder that vacation is over. I have returned to the diseased and the disgruntled, and the patients are the least of my concern. I called in a morbidly obese sick guy who was having trouble talking after having a stroke some years ago. I saw that he is not dying, ordered an ECG for his occasional left sided chest pain, ordered some blood-work, and told him to return in a month to see me with the results or earlier if needed.

But I needed a pen. A pen to write that he has been having the unaddressed chest pain for the past few…

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