I am happy to say that I am out of the hospital, at home and recovering. This stay was less hellish than usual, though I did come home with the usual gripes.
For example, I was repeatedly woken up at 5:00 am by the same med student, just so he could earn some extra brownie points by listening to my heart and lungs. (A good ten to fifteen people listened to my heart and lungs per day starting at seven, so there was no reason to bother me at five, just in case you were wondering.) Do these people KNOW they are being obscenely rude?
It’s a long shot, but just in case I see him again I am bringing a container of (sour?) chocolate milk to my 2-week checkup. If he’s there, I plan to dump it on his nice clean doctor’s jacket and laugh maniacally.
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