Sunday, August 16, 2009

the mannequin, I think his name was Chester

It was always the best to be able to ask students questions while the blood pressure went right down the toilet. It was a fake patient, a mannequin that looked as such but had all the right orifices and monitoring devices. You could sit and talk about it, and in the end ask if they were going to let this patient die while they decided what to do.

Never a problem to reset the computer.




Now, I have to correct it and talk about it at the same time. Real patients need real answers and real medicines.

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