My minimi-preceptorship

As most of you (people who read my blog) know, last week was mini-preceptorship week here at our school, so I went. My day to go was last wednesday, so I went. I put on my nice pants, yes it was nice, and my nice shirt, yes it was nice, and my nice tie, which was not so much. I also put on my white coat, because I had to. I still feel like I don't deserve to put on that coat as of yet, maybe when I earn it, but I don't feel I earned it yet, so as you can imagine I felt uncomfortable going to the hospital wearing my white coat. I get there and only then do I realize that they sent me to a pediatric urology office. You guessed it, it was all about weiner kids and their weiner problems, you know wetting the bed and stuff like that. So it was intersting. I was supposed to follow around a certified nurse, but she was kind enough to let me followe around some residents and doctors. Well, do I have a funny story for you. During one session with a mother and her two month old baby son, the doctor was explaining to the mother what was wrong with the baby boys little doodle, because it didn't develop properly and had to have surgery to fix it. Anyway, once he was showing the mother the problem, the kid decided it was time to use the facilities. Well the kid didn't realize that the facilities, in other words the diaper, was off. So the stream of urine went right at the doctor. Next thing you know, the baby was wet, the doctor was wet, and we were all laughing. "Well, it happens" said the doctor. I am sure it happens alot, I thought. That is why I will never be a pediatric urologist. End of story.