My dream car

This was parked next to the hospital yesterday.

My Poor Patients

What not to say to the new mom who brought her 2 month old in for a checkup:

"Her name's Adelaide? That's a great name. It's what I named my dog."

My Clinical Example

I've been studying for taking test #2 of 4 for my medical license. I'm pretty sure it's like 10 times harder than taking the Bar exam.
Anyway, this is an excerpt from a clinical example they gave for a lung abscess:
In fact, the most striking feature of his presentation is not his physical exam, but the fact that as soon as you enter the room, there is such a powerful, bad odor that you look under the bed in the drawers to see if a decomposing, dead animal can be found when suddenly you realize it's your patient's breath. No dead animals are found.

My New Chart

For Zach.

This is posted on the wall of the residents' station in the hospital.
No joke.

My Garden

Here's a few pics of my garden these days.

My Lunch Lady

The lunch lady at the hospital had this nametag:

"Patricia Titsworth"

My amazing niece

Yesterday we hung out at my brother's house for a Terminator marathon. When we got there, my adorable niece

asks if "Keesh" is coming. By "Keesh" she meant "Keith." She had met Keith the week before when we babysat her for a while. Anyway, we told her that he wasn't coming, and she goes, "Okay good, 'cause he was scary."
After we stopped laughing, Laura tried to explain that Keith wasn't scary. It went something like, "Keith isn't scary. He's just tall and really skinny. Kind of like a bean."
To which my niece replies, "Like a scary bean!"

Also, this is her making her Zoolander face: