As term drags onwards interminably we are having to wrack our brains for things to do on placement... stare at the fattest patient in the world... dare each other to ask attractive SHOs for hugs... avoid the scariest consultant in the world...
A very productive lunchtime was spent working out the uses of tourniquets after we had walked round the hospital with them clipped round our heads.
2) Belt
3) Whip
4) Substitute bra
5) Braces
6) Hair Tie
7) Sweat band
8) Funky choker
9) Reins for small children
... the list goes on
all the third years stared at us and listened attentively to all we said, they've also taken to asking my permission before seeing patients on the ward I'm on (one annoyed the house officer so much she sent her to get a history off the lovely old man with multi-lobar dementia)
Fran
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2 comments:
I shall have to experiment with mine and get back to you... speaking of which, wher ehave I left it this time?
Have thought of other uses: that moment when you don't think you can bear to be asked to do "just one thing"- use it to zip-slide out of the hospital window- or alternatively as a gag :)
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