today's hospital duty was spent attending to several patients while attempting to catch the lakers-celtics game in between. the television in the hospital lobby was surrounded by dozens of relatives waiting for labs, doctors orders, and long hours of surgery to be finished. in the last few minutes of the game, even the neurologists stopped to catch a moment or two of hardcore basketball.
there's just something about a basketball game that just makes it seem like it's infinitely more important than, oh, a patient with neurocirculatory asthenia. which was what exactly my ER patient had. when the celtics won, i couldn't keep the dumbest smile off my face.
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