Mullberry Whine

poured out before bed

Still Beating

…only marginally discomfiting (image credit)…

“Oh, ugh.  I hate these EKGs,”  I mutter with a soft sigh, scanning the hands high packet we’ve just been handed to review.

From next to me comes the spine smacking sound of one of the whiniest, highest strung, and most obnoxious people in my track.

“Oh do you?  Oh, I don’t.  But I guess I just like a challenge.  I always love a challenge,” squeaks her valley girl look at me, look at me, I’m so awesome voice.

I hear an annoyed snort from somewhere behind me and myself recall the crying, sniveling, swearing mess this same young lady became when she was pimped on rounds not a few days ago.  I further recall the pure joy of picking up the slack for her these last few weeks when she has sauntered home early to sunbathe by the pool and do USMLE questions on the shiny new iPad her parents just bought her.  I smolderingly remember how she has every call night claimed the first or easy patients, leaving me all the later train-wrecks while she sleeps, studies, or makes food runs in the expensive foreign car daddy recently replaced.

I diagnose my own sinus tachycardia without all the tangle of old Einthoven’s leads as I turn to her and force a smile.

What I say, levelly, kindly: “Oh, I think everyone in medical school likes a challenge.  We all just like different challenges – and we handle them differently.”

What I think, coarsely, sharply:  “Oh, shut up, $#@*&.”

I know.  I really am a bad person.  It’s the lack of sleep (I hope).


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The views expressed on "Mullberry Whine" are NOT intended to diagnose or treat disease.
The med-ed related stories described here are based on real events. Details have been changed in accordance with HIPAA de-identification guidelines to protect confidentiality.
Mullberry Whine can be enjoyed daily; there is no unsafe quantity. Real wine, though, should be enjoyed in moderation. At-Risk Drinking for males under 65 is defined as >14 alcoholic beverages per week or >4/day, with >7 drinks a week or >3/day being the cut-off for females under 65 and for anyone, male or female, who has graced this planet for 65 years for more. Drink Mullberry Whine like there are no consequences. But drink alcohol responsibly. Your friends, your family, your health-care provider, and your liver - heck, ALL of the organs in your body - will thank you.
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