Sadly I had to go home to Long Island for the day to attend my Aunt Bella's funeral. She passed away last week and today was a half-memorial, half-funeral type thing. It was very very hard to see my brother, dad and granddad cry as much as they did. I guess it's just always a little harder to see men cry.
Well, I said my goodbye to Aunt Bella when I walked by her urn...well, not goodbye exactly...I said "See ya later Aunt Bella, I love you." I'll definitely miss her.
So, after 6.5 hours of driving in one day, I am back in Philly, melting away in my apartment. Tomorrow I return to Esperanza Clinic to continue my family practice clinical rotation. I just didn't realize how emotionally draining it would be to have people need your help day in and day out.
I am very lucky that I have friends and loved ones who care just as much for me. Otherwise I think I'd go nuts one day on a patient. Something like this:
"Ohhhh -I- SEE! So what you're saying is, even though you've come to see me over 10 times for high blood pressure and high cholesterol, you're STILL sitting on your sofa night after night eating candy bars and pork rinds. And you want me to just keep prescribing all this medication to help you, right? Even though your body is eventually going to become tolerant to the drug and just go back to accumulating fat in your vessels (and obviously your brain). Yeah? Did I get that right? Okay. Just checking."
Yeah...I don't think Family Medicine is right for me. Especially not when I'm melancholy.
Until something funnier comes along,
duckie
Well, I said my goodbye to Aunt Bella when I walked by her urn...well, not goodbye exactly...I said "See ya later Aunt Bella, I love you." I'll definitely miss her.
So, after 6.5 hours of driving in one day, I am back in Philly, melting away in my apartment. Tomorrow I return to Esperanza Clinic to continue my family practice clinical rotation. I just didn't realize how emotionally draining it would be to have people need your help day in and day out.
I am very lucky that I have friends and loved ones who care just as much for me. Otherwise I think I'd go nuts one day on a patient. Something like this:
"Ohhhh -I- SEE! So what you're saying is, even though you've come to see me over 10 times for high blood pressure and high cholesterol, you're STILL sitting on your sofa night after night eating candy bars and pork rinds. And you want me to just keep prescribing all this medication to help you, right? Even though your body is eventually going to become tolerant to the drug and just go back to accumulating fat in your vessels (and obviously your brain). Yeah? Did I get that right? Okay. Just checking."
Yeah...I don't think Family Medicine is right for me. Especially not when I'm melancholy.
Until something funnier comes along,
duckie