Hey! May 3rd 1994

When I arrived at the hospital I was put to do rectal examinations on a group of German tourists, who had food poisoning from eating at a burger bar. It took me soo long, and it was soo disgusting. But hey, that's a part of being a med. student. You get all the dirty work. I understand why, though. But why ME?

Later I got a lot more interesting patient, Liz, who was complaining of a rash on her buttocks. I felt I could take that so I volunteered, after all, I'd recently done my dermatology rotation. She was kinda flirty.

Today Benton actually let me assist on a GSW. The patient wasn't critical; he was just shot in his foot. I think Benton was sick or something because I also got to assist on a man who was complaining of abdominal pains. I tried to make a diagnosis, but Benton insisted ha had thrombosis as a result of an operation on his leg. It made sense, and he turned out to be the one who was right. The patients GP interfered and said that he nothing more than a urinary infection. The GP also told Benton to stop showing off to his med. students, right in front of me. Quite embarrassed I tried to tell Benton that I thought Benton was right, but he just brushed it off with a sarcastic comment, as usual. I can't understand why he needs to be so grumpy all the time. Sometimes he's even grumpier than Grumpy in "Snow White"! (Not that I watch that movie…)

Something, I don't know how to explain it but, something very weird happened today too; when I was on my way to my car I was intercepted by Liz, the girl I'd treated earlier. She was very definitely coming on to me, which was something I'd never experienced before, and she even suggested that we should go to her place. So of course we did. I'm not gonna write about what happened there, but I think my little Buddy down there was a happy dude. I hope he manages to stay calm.

Night,
John