anna in med school

I should rephrase, because this summer has blessed me with some pretty terrific hand-written correspondence (love to my pen pals in England, Boston, and Virginia!)…but this card from Erica was just the kind of pick-me-up I needed at the end of a long day.

Appropriately, today we practiced how to deal with difficult patients, including those who hit on their student-doctors.  I can only hope that, should I ever receive flirtations as an expression of appreciation by patients, they’ll be similar to some that John experienced during residency.  An elderly woman with an arrhythmia once told him, “Honey, my heart skips a beat every time you walk in the room.”  A gay gentleman inquired, gesturing toward John, “Who is that?  Who is Dr. Delish??!”  I was less amused when a forty-something told him repeatedly, a few months post-wedding, “I’m telling you, you can get that shit annulled!”