Sometimes I have those days. First, it wasn't that busy, it was a "hurry up and wait" kind of day. I did things really slowly considering the low census. The specialists were late, even though their meetings were short. My patient meandered with care, since time doesn't fly when you're on bedrest.
I also got to admit a patient with an unusual pet and acquaint one of our MDs with some new acronyms related to new groups of patients. I know the doc understands enough, but sometimes there is a lot of generational dissonance when we talk to the docs. It makes a difference when patients are in the same generation as you are. I feel as if I'm a translator to the doctors who have children my age.
Finally, one of our patients made me laugh. On his way to the dentist, he said, "My dentures are so old..guess when they were made?" I had no idea and I told him so. Turns out I'm as old as his dentures.
I was so tired and ready to take my real teeth home once the end of the day arrived.
Stay tuned...