As expected: Most of this job is actually about smoozing the ladies at the front. They are fun and talk about car crashes, dates, kids, husbands and restaurants- pretty much all the subjects I know nothing about. I continue to feel minorly socially retarded because I never seem to be making the right comments or laughing at the right jokes. There are two other students in the office, one a charming male who got on everyone's good side with his laid back yet secretly brilliant personality. The other is a girl who is leaving tomorrow, but the doctor constantly teases her and refers to her as 'exceptional'. I get the distinct impression I'm a bit too gunnerish and maybe overexcited-- which was expected. I just hoped I would be able to make a comeback a little quicker than this.
Unexpected: My preceptor primarily works with kids (minus jail days). We see a patient every 15 minutes and he is a stickler for being on time. He is a no-nonsense person who has no problem with telling parents how to do their job and that they are awful (if they are). He also tells kids exactly what they don't want to hear but need to. This makes me inherantly respect the guy and it makes the fact that I am an 'average' student a little harder to bear.
About the patients:
Troubled teens with parents who let them get away with too much or ADHD kids are the primary part of his practice. Several other cases were a survivor of a car crash when she was an infant and as a result she is now brain damaged. Another was a man who does and has always believed he was a woman. A case of PTSD from an old veteran. Thus far there haven't been any drug seekers, at least not that I have seen. At least thus far, I feel like its alot of problem parents who pass their problems on to their kids--whether its genetic or by example.
The good news is I'm writing progress notes and next week we ar supposed to start writing prescriptions. I'm actually kinda excited about it. More soon.
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