Czaja was in rare form.
"Forms of Hepatitis B include: acute appendicitis, chronic appendicitis...
-Sounded like you said ' appendicitis' there.
-Did I? Um, well, listen to what I mean, not what I say."
He sighs. The man was apparently told just a few weeks before lecturing that he would be doing so.
He hasn't done it since...well, one of his slides mentions an increased prevalence of something in the USSR...
"That clock's not right, is it?" Beat. "Oh, no, wait. I guess it is."
As far as lecturers go, I've rarely seen anyone quite so...distractible. He wants to help us, he knows his stuff, but he just cannot follow Smith's notes for the life of him. And all we have are Smith's notes.
"These notes suck...don't tell Dr. Smith that."
And he shaved his goatee, making him look much less sexy. Damn. Renders the hour of lecture pretty much worthless. But today I remembered to bring my Endocrine notes, at least.
One hour and ten minutes after dreading Endocrinology, I get ready to exit. Done for the day - almost an hour early, even.
He covered calcium. He covered what we need to know, why the levels change, what tests we should order, what to watch out for, and two clinical cases. Understand the clinical cases, he says, and you'll know everything you need for the exam. And you might be able to look good on rounds next year.
It's comprehensible, concise, interesting and relevant. I really didn't know if we were going to get a lecture in endocrinology that was so wonderfully useful...and it's just made my day.
Lowene walks in, reads off the last five names. Autopsy. So glad I already went. "I have Infectious Diseases today," Meeta complains. So after shuffling around all the people who were supposed to go to off-site clinicals (Volunteers, anyone? I'm so glad I've already done both of mine) seven of sixteen have less free time than they thought. Me...well, I'm going to go home, see about cleaning my computer area into a box, and maybe pack some.
Tomorrow evening we'll go over and walk through the house before closing on Friday. All the utilities are switched over, plans are being made, and I have all of spring break to clean and unpack. Break? What break?