Dr: "So this is her chest X ray. What do you think?"
Me: "It looks OK aside from the masses at the bottom of lungs."
Dr: "2 huge masses on a woman's chest? What do you think they are?"
Me: "They could be tumours but its bilateral so-".
Dr: "Those are her breasts, Zayd"
Me: "Oh"
Dr: "Zayd you speak Urdu right?
Me: "a little bit, but I'm not confid-"
Dr: "Could you assess the patient's blood sugar control?"
Me: "Aapke hoon main, kitne mitai hai (how many desserts do you have in your bloodstream?"
Patient: "....kya (what)?
I'M NEVER DOING THIS AGAIN.
During a late shift, I noticed that the hospital had a grand piano in the lobby. I was bored so I decided to play for a bit.
After a while, a nurse walked up to me. She told me that the hospital was already depressing enough without "some idiot playing Greensleeves downstairs."
Seeing that most of my followers are medics, let's talk about Razan al-Najjar. She was a Palestinian 20 year old medic.
In June 2018 she ran to help a wounded man. She had her paramedic jacket on so she knew she'd be safe. She was wrong. An Israeli army sniper shot her anyway.
Me: "There's a consultant on the phone wondering why we didn't accept that referral?"
Cons: "Because there's no clearly no gastro issue- wait who's calling?"
Me: "The ED consultant"
C: "Urgh fine, tell her we'll accept"
Me: "Why?"
C *annoyed*:"Because that consultant is my wife."
Patient: "Your English is surprisingly good!"
Me *laughing*: "What?"
P: "No offense-"
Me: "I mean, I did grow up in Yorkshire but yes my vocabulary has remained intact."
P: "That's not what I meant."
Me: "What did you mean?"
*Awkward silence*
P: "You know what, never mind."
Reg: "How did things go with that cardiac arrest you saw?"
Me: "How did you know I saw that cardiac arrest?"
Reg *reading notes out loud*: "Arrived on scene to find patient in moderate distress and F1 Dr in severe distress shouting "I don't know what I'm doing" repeatedly."
I attempted a handover yday:
My FY1: "OK don't be nervous. Just do the same thing you've done in your OSCEs"
Me: "OK"
*I pick up the phone and dial for med reg*
Me: "Hi I'm Zayd I'm the medical student can I just confirm your name and date of birth please?"
Med Reg: "Excuse me?"
Got threatened with a DATIX (complaint) today because one of the nurses walked into the doctors office and I was listening to "LoFi beats to study to" while doing paperwork (I was on my own and you couldn't hear it outside).
I'm so tired. I don't really know what else to say.
During a prostate exam today, the med student's phone went off. To my dismay, they'd chosen George Michael's "Careless Whisper" as their ringtone. I finished the exam and apologised profusely to the patient.
He looked me in the eyes and replied "I'm never gonna dance again."
"Sorry I haven't met you yet, what's your name?"
"Oh hi! I'm Zayd"
"Oh god I'm never gonna be able to pronounce that!"
Really Karen? It's 1 syllable and pronounced exactly like it's spelt. Think AID with a Z in front of it. Genuinely people are scared of non-white names.
Consultant: "Zayd how are those patient's notes coming along?"
Me: "I'm struggling to read the handwriting tbh, it's a bit-"
Cons "That's my handwriting..."
*Silence*
Me: "I'm sorry, I meant no offence. Could you just tell me what that says?"
Cons *reading*: "...I don't know."
PassMedicine: "You got this q wrong"
Me: "Urgh"
PassMedicine "98% of people got the answer right. You were in the 2% that got it wrong."
Me: "OK. I get it."
PassMedicine: "Your exam is next week. 90% of students sitting exam next week are better than you."
Me: "I SAID I GET IT!"
FY1: "So what's troponin for the guy having chest pain?"
Other FY1: "It's over..9000!!!!"
FY1: "Haha that's a great reference!"
Other FY1: "Haha thanks man"
*laughs some more then silence*
FY1: "We should probably tell someone-"
Other FY1: "Yeah this man's having a heart attack."
On placement the consultant asked me what half of 0 was and I said 0.5.
He looked at me as if I'd assaulted his mother and then said "Zayd if I have no apples and I give you half of that, how many apples would you get"
I told him I'd consult trust guidelines and he threw me out.
Pharmacist: "You prescribed salbutamol every 4 hrs, but you've written the 1st dose at 1pm and 2nd dose at 4pm. Thats 3 hrs."
Me: "Ah"
Ph: "You've put the next dose at 6pm. That's 2 hrs"
Me: "OK"
Ph: "You've written 15 doses. None of them are 4 hrs apart. That's impressive."
😓
Nurse 1"Should we sit here?"
Nurse 2: *looks at me*"No I think he's one of those new docs that don't speak English."
Me: "Good evening! Your arrival is serendipitous! Join me, for it is late and I am weary with solitude."
Nurse 1 *walks away* "Yeah he doesn't speak English!"
😔
*Dr and I looking at a CT scan showing fluid on the brain"
Dr: "Thoughts"
Me: "Interesting, it seems this person.."
Dr: "Yes?"
Me: "...has something on their mind."
*Silence*
Dr: "I'm going to start hitting you now. And I don't know when I'll stop."
Me: "I'm sorry."
Me: "I can't come do that TTO because I'm in A&E and it's busy"
Nurse: "Aw you poor thing. Hey you know that Vocera phone you have? Let me show you a cool feature"
Me: "Wha-"
Nurse: "Vocera, locate Zayd."
Vocera: "Zayd is in the Dr's mess"
*Silence*
Nurse: "Get your ass up here."
So apparently I was supposed to start working on New Year's Day in 1753.
Anyone have any tips on how to make a good first impression if you're 268 years late for work? Asking for a friend.
*Consultant shouting at me*
Con: *WHY DID YOU SEND THE PATIENT HOME WITH THESE MEDS?"
Me: "I apologize, I was just following your plan in the notes"
Con: "DID IT OCCUR TO YOU THAT I CHANGED MY MIND!?"
Me: "Did you write that in the notes?"
*Consultant glares at me*
Me: "Oh crap"
*Holding a baby while the Dr cannulates him*
Dr: "The needle's gotten stuck in something so I think I missed."
Nurse: "Well at least the baby isn't crying that much."
Dr: "That's weird, where is this blood coming from?"
Me *needle stuck in my hand*: "I think I can answer that."
While the reaction to this has mostly been positive, a few of you have contacted me to ask how someone like me is becoming a medic.
To these people I say: your guess is as good as mine. Allah SWT truly does work miracles and if you have real concerns, remember me in your prayers!
Nurse: "Can you change this prescription? They've written "a dash" for the dose."
Me *joking*: "What's wrong with that?"
Nurse *annoyed*: "Oh I'm sorry doctor, would you like a dash of diazepam? Shall I powder the tablet and sprinkle it into the patient's mouth like Saltbae?"
Me: "I'm trying to urgently bleep radiology but it's not working, and someone is bleeping me constantly at the same time."
Dr: "That's not radiology's number. In fact I think that's your number."
Me: "Ah."
Dr: "So you've just been bleeping yourself this whole time."
Me: "I see."
She didn't complain when I was playing Vanessa Carlton's "A Thousand Miles", so maybe she just has an issue with classical music composed by King Henry VIII
Reg: "What's wrong"
Me *stressed*: "The surgeon emailed me asking me to organise a CT for his patient and I accidentally sent my reply before it was finished."
Reg: "What?"
Me: "I was trying to say no worries"
Reg: "What did you say?"
Me: "Dear Mr Tan, no."
Reg: "..that's bold."
Thank you all for your kind responses!
I know there's a lot of pressure on everyone at the moment. But I just feel like working in healthcare wouldn't be so draining if healthcare professionals would treat each other with the same kindness and empathy that we show our patients.
I asked the surgeon what songs he was gonna play during theatres and he said "I quite like "Don't Speak" by No Doubt."
The song started and ended. Then it started again.
It became clear that this was the ONLY song the surgeon liked.
The op lasted 3 hrs. The song played 45 times.
Nurse: "I saw you whispering to yourself when you were inserting that cannula. Were you praying?"
Me: "Yes...I was praying..."
*Me, during the cannula insertion*: "SOON MAY THE WELLERMAN COME, TO BRING US SUGAR AND TEA AND RUM.."
Nurse: "Zayd you speak Urdu right?"
Me: "I-
N: "This lady needs a wee. Can you explain to her that I need another nurse so we can help her"
Me: "Woh ek aurik nurse ku lariye phir hum sub bishaab karenge. (She's gonna get another nurse and then we'll all wee together.)"
Why me?
F1: "Zayd, the patient in A3 is NEWS 9 and deteriorating! What should I do?"
Me *calm*: "OK don't worry, let's just escalate to the senior."
*Silence*
Me: "The phone's over there."
F1: "But you're my senior."
Me: "Ah."
*Silence*
F1: "Zayd-"
Me *panicked*: "GIVE ME A SECOND OK?"
*Having coffee with consultant"
C: "The other day I overheard my daughter is talking about her profile on something called "OnlyFans."
Me: *almost spits out my coffee*
C: "What? What is it?"
Me: "Nothing! It was just too hot"
*Silence*
Me: "The coffee! The coffee was too hot."
*Ward Kitchen*
Me: "Excuse me-"
Support Worker: "No, sorry, I don't make hot drinks for doctors."
Me: "OK, but-"
SW: "And I don't wash doctors mugs either. And I'm sorry but I'm not going to clean the doctors office."
Me: "...I just need a glass to get a patient some water."
Reg *on phone*: "Hello?"
Me: *quiet voice*: "I need your help."
Reg: "Zayd? You ok?"
Me: "I'm fine don't freak out, I just need your discretion."
Reg: "Do you need me to call security?"
Me: "No! 100% no"
Reg: "Zayd, whats-"
Me: "I'm stuck in the toilet."
Reg:*hysterical laughter*
Cons: "This patient only speaks Arabic so we can't consent him. Unless Zayd can translate?"
Me: "Sorry, I don't speak Arabic."
Cons: "What!? But you're Asian-"
Me: "It's a different continent! You're lucky Geography isn't a requirement for-"
*Cons glares at me*
Me: "I'm sorry."
Me: "Right so we need to reduce this kid's fluid rate by 50%, he's currently on 50mls/hour so.."
*I pull out my phone to calculate*
Med student: "Do you really need a calculator for that!?"
Me *triggered* "Do I really have to sign your attendance sheet?"
*Silence*
Me: "Exactly."
Cons: "Can you prescribe an iron infusion please?"
Me: "Sure, what should I prescribe and how much?"
Cons: "Urgh, what's the point in having you then? I may as well have no junior. Useless."
Me: "OK, should I go and help AMU instead?"
Cons *panicking* : "No no, I'll show you, dw"
So it turns out in certain organisations (such as the NHS), it's considered unprofessional to show up to work in fancy dress, even if it's Halloween.
Wish somebody had told me that before I turned up for the ward round this morning dressed as Spiderman.
Me" "Hi! I've managed to get a cannula into that patient, so dw."
Dr: "Thanks! Did you remember to flush?"
Me: "Erm I don't think I've used the toilet here so"
Dr: "What!? No you idiot did you flush the cannula?"
I've absolutely destroyed the memory of my first solo cannula.
*Me, showing an MRI scan to a consultant*
Dr: "Oh wow! That tumour regressing faster than your hairline!"
Me: *stunned silence*
Dr: "Anyway the scan is fine, let me know if you have any other concerns.*
Me: "Well now I'm concerned about my hairline."
Dr: "I can't help you there.*
Reg: "So, last month of working in surgery! You gonna miss it?"
Me *flashback*: "Would you mind telling me why we're requesting a CT abdomen for this man?"
Consultant: "I don't have to tell you everything! I don't have to tell you anything!"
Me *present day*: "Nah, not really."
Me: "So this patient has low sodium and they're hearing voices, I'm going to bleep the med reg."
Surgical Reg *triggered*: "I know I'm a surgeon but I know stuff too! Why don't you just ask me to have a look?"
Me: "um, ok"
Surg *has a look*: "OK, I have no idea what's going on."
GP: *rushes in* "What's happened!? Are you ok!?"
Me: *confused*: "Are you my next appointment?"
GP: "You hit the panic button on your computer."
Me: "The red siren button? I thought that's how you call the patient in on the little notice board?"
*Silence*
GP: "...it's not."
Me: "So whereabouts does it hurt?"
Kid: "My head, my shoulders, knees..."
Me: "And toes?"
K: "And toes, yes."
Me: "How long have they been hurting for?"
K: "10 years."
Me: "And how old are you?"
K: "6"
Me: "I see."
Anyone got any ideas about a diagnosis here? I have no clue.
Also all these replies are very sweet but you're all seriously overestimating my piano ability. One does not play "Greensleeves" in public unless one cannot play many other songs
*Me before OSCE station 1*: "OK Zayd let's start strong and get this over with, no mistakes."
*I walk in*
Me: "Hi my name is Zayd, I'm one of the junior doctors, can I just confirm my name and date of birth before we begin?"
Patient: "...what?"
*Examiner laughs*
Me: "Oh crap."
@zennykauser
I panicked ok, I forgot the word for sugar. I followed it up by asking is his blood was "thoda Mitta aur zyada mitta" and she's like "are you asking how sweet my blood is?"
Today there was an excess of keen 3rd years on the ward so I got them to do all the discharge letters and boring paperwork that the Dr had asked me to do, while I sat back and read "10 things you didn't know about Tom Cruise" online.
Is this what being a consultant is like?
One of the most important lessons we're taught at medschool is that the definition of pain is "whatever the patient says it is."
If Meghan Markle says she was feeling suicidal, she was feeling suicidal. There really shouldn't be any debate or argument over her reasons/motive.
GP: "Everyone, this is Zayd. He's our new GP registrar-"
Me *laughing*: "No, no I'm just the GP trainee!"
GP: "All GP trainees are called registrars."
Me: "Can we settle on "GP SHO" instead?"
GP: "Why?"
Me: "Because it's terrifying to be called a registrar."
*silence*
GP: "No."
The crash call goes out. I rush to the bed, eager to put all the skills I've learnt over the past month into action.
"Dw guys, the FY1 Dr has arrived!" I shout. "How can I help? Is there a form to fill? Paperwork to do? Do I need to call labs? Does anyone need a hot drink!?"
Lesson for new F1s- you'll be doing a lot of the menial stuff, staying late and getting little to no respect for doing so. But nobody gets to be rude to you, no matter how senior or stressed they are. Have a thick skin, but call out unprofessionalism whenever you can.
*Trying to reassure patient*
Me: "I know you're afraid, but the Dr looking after you has a plan."
P: "..."
Me: "Unfortunately I don't know what that plan is because I can't read their handwriting."
P: "..."
Me: "But there is a Dr in this hospital who has a plan for you."
P: "..."
At this point, it had been a long night shift and I probably would have appreciated the company even if I didn't speak English. I didn't realise social interactions and politeness only applies to people who speak English.
*Walks into equipment room and sees nurse crying*
Me: "Are you ok?"
N: *continues crying*
My brain: "OK you're not very good at this stuff, quickly deflect with a joke to cheer her up."
Me: "Can't find the cotton wool huh? I get you."
N: *angrily* "What!?"
My brain: "Nailed it."
@HansAKANash
I get you. I think for me, it felt as if this individual made an assumption about my English skills based on the colour of my skin. And if this was an isolated incident it wouldn't annoy me so much, but unfortunately it isn't.
March 2021- Told that I'd passed my all final exams.
May 2021- Told a consultant was worried that I'd gotten left and right mixed up so I would have to sit an additional exam.
July 2021- Told I've passed this exam and can now graduate as planned.
Dr Zayd confirmed- Alhumdulilah!
*Examining mock resp exams"
Medstudent: "So I'm just going to have a look at this sputum pot."
Me: "What?"
MS: " Sputum dark in colour, strong aroma, possibly blood stained? Chest X ray needed."
Me: "One problem."
MS: "What?"
Me: "That's coffee. You're looking in my coffee cup."
Dr: *genuine curiosity.*: "How does being a Muslim influence your medical practice?"
Me *completely misinterpreting mood*: "Well when I'm doing a cannula and I can't feel a vein, I just insert my needle in the direction of Mecca."
Dr: *disappointed sigh*
Me: "Im sorry"
*Treating a child*
Me: "Can I just check your temperature?"
Patient: "No! Shut up Dr Poopypants!"
Me: "Kid, you have food poisoning so you're the one with the Poopypants."
*15 mins later*
Senior GP: "We generally try to avoid antagonising our patients"
Me: "I said nothing wrong."
*Reg reading my plan*
Reg: "Bloods on Monday,
Take for CT scan on Tuesday,
She'll be nil by mouth by Wednesday, OP Thursday,
Friday, Saturday,
Home by Sunday."
Me: *silence*
Reg: "I really want to be angry at you, but tbh I love this song."
Patient: "I feel tired all the time. Is there anything I can take?"
Me *joking*: "I'll prescribe you some coffee"
P: "Really? That'd be lovely!"
Me: "Um I-"
P in next bed: "Me too please!"
*A few mins later*
Nurse: "Why are you holding so many cups of coffee?"
Me: "I'm thirsty."
MedStudent: "So I've seen this pt who's having episodes of shaking and I think she's having seizures"
Me: "OK"
MS: "She's apyrexial so not rigors, obs are all fine and she's conscious. She just feels cold."
Me: "Is she shivering?"
MS: 😶
Me: "Maybe she needs a blanket?"
MS: 😶
Surgical Reg: "I've got some jobs for you"
Me *reaching for my job list* "OK let me just write-*
*The reg fires jobs at me*
Me *jobs list stuck in pocket*: "Wait! I haven't-
Reg: "OK that's everything! Bye!"
*Reg walks off*
Nurse: "That was like watching a drive-by shooting."
Reg: "I've been told to ask you about what happened with the lady in B3"
Me: "Oh fgs it really wasn't a big deal."
R: "What? I won't laugh, promise!"
Me: "I can't be the first doctor to ever accidentally insert a urinary catheter into a patient's anus"
*Reg bursts out laughing*
Reg: "If you want your request done first, you need to call radiology and explain the request as a rhyme."
Me: "Are you sure?
Reg: "Trust me!"
Me: "OK."
Me *on phone*: "Hi, do you mind if we drop the rhyming, cos honestly I don't quite have the timing-"
*Reg bursts out laughing*
*Doing prostate exam*
Dr: "What are you doing?"
Me: "I'm putting 2 pairs of gloves on?"
Dr: "Maybe thats how surgeons do it, but you're on medicine now."
Me: "1 pair of gloves?"
Dr: "How are you going to feel anything?"
Me: "...no gloves?"
Dr: "Yes"
*Silence*
Dr: "Just kidding!"
There's a baby on our ward who hasn't got a name yet, so I've been going above and beyond for Mum and baby in the hope that Mum will name the baby "Zayd".
This morning, Mum told me she was naming her baby after Nelson Mandela but she wanted me to know first. I am devastated.
Me: "We have some blood left over from that patient, do you want any extra tests?
Reg: "Why? We have what we need"
Me: "I tried returning it to the patient but he doesn't do refunds"
Reg: *..."
Me: "there's a recession out there-"
Reg: "You're a wordy little bastard aren't you?
Idk whether I'm making a big deal out of this but I'm annoyed. A name is a huge part of someone's identity and if you genuinely want a respectful/personal relationship with someone, take the time to learn how to pronounce their name properly.
Me: "You've not passed much urine today, I think we need to consider a catheter."
Patient: "No! Please, I'll try harder!"
Me: "I know it's hard but the scan shows your bladder is full-"
Pt: "Nooo!!"
Pt: *accidentally pees all over my shoes*
Me: "Well, it appears I was mistaken."
Me: "I haven't been able to cannulate bed 3, would you-"
Reg: "Really Zayd? Another one?"
Me: "It's just that you're so good at them and I'm just so impressed!"
Reg: "So your tactic is to compliment me and hope it works?"
*Silence*
Reg: "Well you bastard, it's worked. Let's go."
To all the incoming F1s reading this and having a panic attack, I'll say two simple things:
1. ABCDE= Get out of jail free.
2. There's always a guideline.
Dr: "When you send those bloods to the lab, make sure you send a sample of your own blood too as a control."
Me: "Huh?"
*Dr laughs, I laugh*
Dr: "10mls of your blood should be enough."
Me: "Wait, seriously?"
Dr: "Yes."
I have now literally put my blood and tears into medicine.
Dr: "Zayd did you just send that patient's blood to the labs?"
Me: "Yes"
Dr: "But the tubes weren't labelled. The blood form is here too."
Me: "Oh dear"
Dr: "So the lab is about to get 3 bottles of blood with no name and no idea where they came from?"
Me: "Yes"
Dr: *deep sigh*
Dr: "So Zayd, this is your last day."
Me: "Yes! Thanks s-"
Dr: "Out of all the medical students I've ever taught, you have been just OK"
Me: "Oh"
Dr" "Your knowledge is ok, your competency is ok*
Me: *silence*
Dr: "Did you need anything else?"
I hate these emotional goodbyes! 😭
What I said: "Hey med student, why don't you have a go at interpreting this ECG? It'll be good exam practice."
What I meant: "Take a look at this ECG and tell me if the patient is having a heart attack because it just looks like a wiggly line and I am FREAKING OUT."
For me, the most chilling thing about the Muhammed Anwar video is the person videoing.
A man is being carjacked and murdered in front of your eyes and rather than do anything to help or call the police, you record it all and upload it to social media for "views".
It's madness.
"Wait!" I shout to the nurse who's angrily walking away "I was only joking!"
"I don't have time for this!" she replied "I have to go marinade bed 5 in his IV fluids!"
Me: "Can you put me through to the anaesthetist?"
Switchboard: "I can connect you to the gynae consultant instead?"
Me: "... what?"
S: "Hold the line please"
Me: "What!? Don't-"
Cons: "Hi I'm the gynae consultant, how can I help?"
Me: "You can't, I'm so sorry-"
*Cons hangs up.*
In an attempt to be "mega organised" for 2022, I marked all my day offs on my Google calendar but I forgot to turn the notifications off.
As a result, my phone woke me at 6am this morning to inform me that I have a day off today. This is why I hate technology.
Helped out today with the CPR training. Some of the kids
said they'd never heard the song "Stayin' Alive":
Dr: "Zayd why don't you sing it for them?"
Me *excitedly* "OH YOU CAN TELL BY-"
Dr "OK Zayd, just the CPR relevant bit please"
Me: *depressed* "Ah, ah ah stayin alive.."
Nurse 1: "I walked into the room and the patient was having sex!"
Nurse 2: "What did you do!?"
Me *being nosy*: "Turn the lights down low? Light a candle?"
*Silence*
Me: "Play some music? Offer a condom?"
*Silence*
Me: "Hi I'm Zayd, I'm the new F1 dr!"
*Silence*
Me: "I'm sorry."
Dr: *on phone* "Do we need more staff on this ward? No I think we're ok, Zayd and I are both here so between the two of us, there's about 1.5 doctors on here."
Me *laughing*: "Hahaha because I'm short right?"
*Dr stays silent*
Me: *holding back tears*: "Right??"
Nurse on phone: "Zayd can you come down to ward 9 to do a cannula?
Me: "OK, on one condition. I want Bonnie Tyler's "I Need a Hero" playing on the speakers as I walk in"
N: "Let me ask"
Me: Wait I'm jok-"
N: "Speakers are set up, whenever you're ready"
Me *nervous* "..OK"
😓
*Seeing patient and her young baby*
Patient: "Hi! Are you the baby doctor?"
Me: *laughs*: "Well I guess I've only been a doctor for 1.5 years but I prefer the term "Foundation Year 2 Dr".
P: *confused*
Me: "Oh. You meant am I the paediatrician huh?"
P: "Yes"
Me: "I see."
So alhumdulilah somehow I have managed to pass the PSA!
The fact that I passed by a grand total of 2% and I managed to get 2/16 in the calculation section makes this W even sweeter.
I've cemented my reputation as a barely competent medic as long as you don't ask me about numbers
So it turned out to be just as hard as the mocks!
At this rate I'd prescribe myself some anti-depressants but I can't because I think I've failed the exam that I needed to pass to prescribe meds.
Mum: "Every day I get a phone call from school saying I need to bring my son home because he has a headache but when he gets home, the headache disappears."
Me: "OK"
Mum: "And this is happening every school day. What do you think is going on?"
Me: "Well-"
Nurse: "He's faking it."
Dr: "My wife's having a bad day and wants me to call her, would you mind?"
*Dr points to table with his phone and bleep on it*
Me: "Um I guess I can talk to her, I don't really know what I'd say-"
Dr *laughing*: "What? No! Can you watch the bleep while I call her?"
Me: "Oh."
😶
Before this starts an argument, I know full well that there are doctors that behave this way with other clinical staff.
My only point here is that the NHS is already being screwed enough by external forces without NHS staff trying to screw each other.
*At Costa*
Dr: "You want anything?"
My brain: "Ok I had a coffee this morning but then my boss is buying so it's free. Wait is it free? She has her card out but that could be for her drink? Ok she's staring at you so say something SAY SOMETHING!"
Me: "Can I get a filet o fish?"
So alhumdulilah thankfully I did manage to pass my final medical exams! Just have to pass the PSA before I can be unleashed to cause mischief and mayhem at a hospital near you insha'Allah! Thanks to all of you for keeping me in your prayers!
Me: "So I just finished my final medical exams and I've got a couple of days off till I go back to placement."
Friend: "Oh awesome! Congrats! You got any plans now that you're finally free?"
Me: "Yeah I'm gonna start revising for the resit."
Medschool has crushed my optimism.
Me this morning: "I'm so nervous for our job allocations today"
Friend: "Hahaha good one"
Me: "That's a weird reaction."
Friend: "Zayd the allocations have been out for 7 hours now"
Me: "...what?"
Alhumdulilah got my 1st choice allocation! Hope they went well for you all too!
Having a weird amount of people criticising me in the DMs about this tweet because I was speaking about a senior.
I know I'm only a junior, but I don't think years of experience and knowledge give you the right to be rude. Everyone deserves to be treated with respect.
*Consultant shouting at me*
Con: *WHY DID YOU SEND THE PATIENT HOME WITH THESE MEDS?"
Me: "I apologize, I was just following your plan in the notes"
Con: "DID IT OCCUR TO YOU THAT I CHANGED MY MIND!?"
Me: "Did you write that in the notes?"
*Consultant glares at me*
Me: "Oh crap"
Surgeon: "Zayd, now that you're almost a doctor, why don't you get scrubbed up and help me out?"
Me: "Really? Awesome"
*I scrub*
S: "Ok you see his bellybutton?"
Me "Yes?"
S: "I need you to clean it out."
Me: *silence*
S: "Hahaha"
Me: "Hahaha"
S: "I'm not kidding, clean it."