So, I had this nightmare.
I was trying to reach my patient to let him know there would be no appointments this Wednesday at the clinic. And I couldn't find him, so I went to the University. I found him and he was like a plastic doll with joints and a normal person's head. I sent him off and then, one by one marched all the professors that help us out at the clinics and told me:
Didn't you hear? The clinics were closed! Why are you here?
And then I woke up with a horrible headache.
Or, if you are more into a dramatic representation:
Bottom line, the anxiety is getting to me, as I am way back compared to other students.
My first patient skipped one appointment and took two more to fully examine her. And then she switched to the morning clinic because the time wasn't convenient enough.
My second patient is not exactly what you would call easy to cooperate with. And it will be quite difficult to fix everything she's got.
At least, my third patient seems normal. :) I am counting on him.
Now! About the exhibition! We are almost ready to print the invitations, posters and send out the word. And that's good, so...
Cheers to us!
PS: be sure to be there. It's the exhibition of the awesomest classmates I've ever had.