This is the actual evaluation that I submitted for my chief resident while on my 3rd year surgery clerkship. Nothing has been changed whatsoever. I was browsing through my comments today and happen to come across it. This asshole’s name has been removed for obvious reasons. He did, however, know who the evaluation was from at the time of submission.

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Typical surgeon mentality, he fits the bill well. Mad at the world because you lost a fellowship? Pissed because, well, your life really just sucks and you know it? After experiencing this rotation, I have to say that I hate surgeons. I would never, ever choose to work with them on a daily basis. My core surgery month was perhaps the worst month of my life. OB/GYN is a close contender.

I was told the following by Dr. XXXXX on day 2 of the rotation: “No independent thoughts, no independent actions.”

Well, I took this to heart and would not do anything unless specifically told (note: I was never asked to do anything, I was always told to do it). This meant not showing up for cases unless I was specifically told to do so. As expected, I was reprimanded by Dr. XXXXX for not being in the OR during a case. No independent thoughts, no independent actions: You didn’t specifically tell me to be in the OR during the case therefore I am not to think independently nor act independently. You reap what you sow. I didn’t want to be your retractor bitch anyway, so I win.

I’ll end this with a quote:

“Surgeons have little lenses attached to their glasses in the OR; it gives them a narrow view of the world. At least they wash their hands.” -Michael Gregor, M.D.

Sums it up well, I think.
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This asshole is now an attending somewhere unknown to me “living the dream.”

Yay.

I finished my last patient care rotation today. As alluded to in a recent post, I was doing a critical care rotation in the Shock-Trauma ICU. Holy shit, I’m glad that’s over. They even gave us tomorrow off. It’s a really awesome feeling to know that I wrote my last patient note and saw the last patient that I’ll ever see today. While rounding this afternoon, I checked off the patient names as we went down the list.

Counting down.

Now all that’s left is what I call “filler rotations.” You know, the electives that are classroom based with no patient interaction and you’re always home by noon. I can’t wait.

Based on my observations over the last month, I’ve come to a few conclusions. First, there is no doubt that the patients in the STICU are very sick – and I don’t particularly care for sick people. Second, most of the patients in the STICU are there because of their own stupidity. Sure, there are very sick innocent people in the STICU but they are generally the exception to the rule.

Here are some scenarios for a “stupid” STICU patient:

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