"Doctor, promise me one thing,

"Doctor, promise me one thing, don't drink alcohol out of a plastic bottle."

This is a quote that I heard tonight from:
A) a patient in clinic
B) a random stranger at the bar
C) my attending in clinic
D) the voices in my head


Yes, C!

Dr G is my hero. She was my first attending physician on July 1 2005 when I stepped foot on the pedi ward, and was convinced that the only thing I knew was my name. And tonight she was my attending in the moonlighting-pedi clinic. I can't even describe her to you. Long gray hair in a pony tail. She has the respect and love of all the residents. She is the definition of liberal, but married to a guy who owns a gun store. And, she drinks her Jameson neat. That's where this all began. After the miserable experience last week, we decided that there would be post-clinic liver rounds tonight to help detoxify the mood after clinic, and we tried to convince Dr G to join us.

"What do young doctors like you drink these days, beer or hard stuff?"

"Beer, tonight. Maybe whiskey at home."

"Well Doctor, promise me one thing..."