"I dismissed a medical student."
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@Jolly said in "I dismissed a medical student.":
The only comment I have is that the attending should have had a private conversation before the decision.
I long for the days when the pediatric surgeon dismissed a medical student from rounds for not wearing a necktie.
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Was the student Palestinian? Or Bedouin?
I know pointing out hypocrisy in their reasoning is like pointing out the one green needle in the middle of a pine forest, but if they aren’t Palestinian, isn’t wearing the keffiyeh cultural appropriation of the highest order?
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@George-K said in "I dismissed a medical student.":
@LuFins-Dad said in "I dismissed a medical student.":
Was the student Palestinian?
Unknown.
See my edit.
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FFS, you shouldn't be displaying political stuff on your office wall. How is this different? You're going to work, not some political circle jerk.
Just to lighten the mood, we were told not to have anything controversial up on our office wall. All well and good, until a few weeks ago somebody modified my name badge to say 'Tiny Tim...' with a little picture of a boy on crutches next to it.
What a predicament - do I take it down, and show I've not got a sense of humour? Or do I leave it up, and risk being chastised by somebody without a sense of humour?
The solution - I explained my predicament to the guy I'm 90% sure put it up. He modified it to say 'Timely Tim...' with a little clock face.
Anyway, back to the serious stuff....
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@blondie said in "I dismissed a medical student.":
This is still done, right? Like for the stupid or annoying ones?
Slightly off topic...
I worked with a vascular surgeon from Virginia. His first name was Julius - of course we called him "Julie" which he preferred, actually.
Anyhow, Julie was a stickler for being on time. 7:30 case meant the knife hits the skin at 7:30 and woe be to the resident who's not there to ensure that happens. We always brought Julie's patients into the OR at 7:15.
(says the retired guy at 6:55 am, sipping his coffee, still in his jammies, LOL)
Anyhow, one day, we got the patient off to sleep, and the resident was nowhere to be found. Julie was in the lounge, expecting to walk in and start cutting at 7:30. He walked into the room, and there was nothing going on. No prepping...nothing.
So, he decides to prep the leg for the bypass.
At about 7:40, the resident comes into the room, and starts to apologize.
Julie says (Virginia accent), "You know, I think I'm just gonna go ahead and do this here fem-pop. Why don't you go make some rounds?"
I loved the guy. He and I got along very well.
Julie was a very athletic guy. He died in a scuba diving accident in the Bahamas in 1986 - never found out what really happened. He was 53.