Setting: Memorial Sloan-Kettering Cancer Center's ICU
It was 5 o clock in the morning and I was walking from my apartment to the PATH train. I was nervously studying since I knew I'd have to present a patient on rounds for the first time today. You've seen rounds, right . . . a critical-care doctor, pharmacist, nurse, med students, residents, NPs and whoever else walk by every patient in the ICU and discuss each case. Before rounds, you have 45 minutes to assess the patient, pull up lab results, and formulate a plan for the day. No pressure. Anyway, the critical-care doctor has the attention span of a six-year old, so you have to be organized, insightful, and not too wordy. So I have a sort-of a script on my phone of how to organize this and, as you can imaging, I was very focused on this since it was my first day. Now, I was barely looking at what was ahead of me let alone the ground. Then, for a second (and I mean a second), I stopped looking at my phone, and I saw a DIME! You guys, it was seriously unbelievable. I was practically crying. It was all the confidence I needed and I KICKED ASS for my presentation! The physician even agreed with my suggestions. This just doesn't happen everyday.
I love you, Grandpa Jake.
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