I'm working on a definitive write-up of this month's activities. In the meantime, I'll throw you slavering hounds some sops:
1) Conversation on morning rounds.
JS: duh.
Att: my attending.
F1: male trauma fellow.
F2: female trauma fellow.
CID: clueless infectious disease doc.
F1: Man, I've been sick to my stomach all morning.
F2: Really?
F1: Yeah
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