can't sleep til 4 last nite
despite lights out at 1130 n eyes shut closed
my mind won't shut down, generating possible scenarios of next morning com skill
oooohh how i always dreaded it
then i go in n guess wat i had to deal with?
a very CUTE angry man
oh ok a very cute ANGRY man
u know the type dat won't open up?
tanye pat ploh patah jwb setengah patah kinda patient?
horrible k?
god forbids if u ask the wrong question silap2 aribln u get scolded back
it makes the whole interview painfully hard n awkward
as if not enuf wit me who find it hard to build rappot n make communication a mesra one
i ask why he was here
he stated why n i proceed asking the standard questions trying to come up with differential diagnosis but it was dry n bland like the gravy at ikea
my heart was screaming at me to just run out but i stay n carefully prodded
eheh, not so carefully or subtle when i run out of questions to ask n vomited
"ur angry, why r u so angry?"
NOT a good choice of words
but then surprisingly, it makes the rest of the session better
the fake patient even commented dat i did great in handling this kinda of pain-in-da-ass patient
n my preceptor also surprised on how i didn't back down n manage to address the patient's emotional struggle
oh well, it's not like i can just run out of the room crying like dat can i?
despite lights out at 1130 n eyes shut closed
my mind won't shut down, generating possible scenarios of next morning com skill
oooohh how i always dreaded it
then i go in n guess wat i had to deal with?
a very CUTE angry man
oh ok a very cute ANGRY man
u know the type dat won't open up?
tanye pat ploh patah jwb setengah patah kinda patient?
horrible k?
god forbids if u ask the wrong question silap2 aribln u get scolded back
it makes the whole interview painfully hard n awkward
as if not enuf wit me who find it hard to build rappot n make communication a mesra one
i ask why he was here
he stated why n i proceed asking the standard questions trying to come up with differential diagnosis but it was dry n bland like the gravy at ikea
my heart was screaming at me to just run out but i stay n carefully prodded
eheh, not so carefully or subtle when i run out of questions to ask n vomited
"ur angry, why r u so angry?"
NOT a good choice of words
but then surprisingly, it makes the rest of the session better
the fake patient even commented dat i did great in handling this kinda of pain-in-da-ass patient
n my preceptor also surprised on how i didn't back down n manage to address the patient's emotional struggle
oh well, it's not like i can just run out of the room crying like dat can i?
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