Ah, the necessity of practical learning in medicine. Our local hospital (Milton Hershey Penn State) is a teaching hospital so every doctor’s appointment involves the training of interns.
It’s like being seen twice and the interns get to learn how to interact with real, anxious, nervous, grumpy patients who don’t want to discuss the really embarrassing symptom with an intern who’s not old enough to buy beer.
I had pre-eclampsia (IIRC) when I delivered my first child at Portsmouth Naval Hospital back in 1990. My symptoms were unusual, especially the whole body spasms when they hit my knee with that little hammer. Every intern in the building got to gawk at me.
It wasn’t fun or modest but it was a learning experience all around.
I can imagine. Our gynecologist was a hoot. At the birth of mine, two weeks late, she was saying, “Hey, Quizzer, want to see a cervix?” as she dilated Codex to delivery. Meanwhile, in the delivery room, nine – yes NINE – specialists were standing by. I’m holding my newborn daughter in my arms as the gyno has my wife’s Fallopian tubes layed out on her stomach to remove a tumor (complicating factor) and she says, “Wait, you aren’t going to faint, are you?”
BTW, there was no modesty involved for about 9 hours.
You’d think, but no. Codex was drugged out of her gourd at the time and has no memory of that part. When women say ‘but we do childbirth!’ don’t necessarily believe them. That’s my cherished memory of that very, very, VERY long day.
Will neither confirm nor deny that part of the family has their own medical standing file unit/server for all the minor to medium injuries. The nurses kept the interns busy with fixing minor to moderate damage to them.
Ah, the necessity of practical learning in medicine. Our local hospital (Milton Hershey Penn State) is a teaching hospital so every doctor’s appointment involves the training of interns.
It’s like being seen twice and the interns get to learn how to interact with real, anxious, nervous, grumpy patients who don’t want to discuss the really embarrassing symptom with an intern who’s not old enough to buy beer.
That’s how they look, anyway.
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Sounds manageable until they pull out the needle… or the rubber glove 🙂
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I had pre-eclampsia (IIRC) when I delivered my first child at Portsmouth Naval Hospital back in 1990. My symptoms were unusual, especially the whole body spasms when they hit my knee with that little hammer. Every intern in the building got to gawk at me.
It wasn’t fun or modest but it was a learning experience all around.
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I can imagine. Our gynecologist was a hoot. At the birth of mine, two weeks late, she was saying, “Hey, Quizzer, want to see a cervix?” as she dilated Codex to delivery. Meanwhile, in the delivery room, nine – yes NINE – specialists were standing by. I’m holding my newborn daughter in my arms as the gyno has my wife’s Fallopian tubes layed out on her stomach to remove a tumor (complicating factor) and she says, “Wait, you aren’t going to faint, are you?”
BTW, there was no modesty involved for about 9 hours.
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So, all the joys of a natural birth plus cutting her open to work on her innards? What an… experience that must have been for all involved.
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You’d think, but no. Codex was drugged out of her gourd at the time and has no memory of that part. When women say ‘but we do childbirth!’ don’t necessarily believe them. That’s my cherished memory of that very, very, VERY long day.
Totally worth it. Still a loooooong day.
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Will neither confirm nor deny that part of the family has their own medical standing file unit/server for all the minor to medium injuries. The nurses kept the interns busy with fixing minor to moderate damage to them.
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Side effects? I hear there are plenty from Botox injections, though nobody seems surprised.
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I’m pretty sure the secret to ‘Pelosi Face’ is Vodka, not Botox, although it could be the perfect combination of the two.
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