Last week Jossilyn was assigned a new primary resident. I have been having "issues" with him all week and was very frustrated by the whole situation. He seems like a nice enough fella and all, although he doesn't seem to "click" with Joss. He is DEFINITELY not used to working with oncology kids.
I taught him how to say Jossilyn's new chemo med--mitozantrone (mye toe ZAN trone). Twice, mind you. It does not inspire much confidence on my part here.
I have also heard "I think we should just wait and see," WAY too often. I dreamed that I woke up and Joss had a lot of blood running down her legs. I called the resident (his name is Mike) in and he said (in the dream, that is) "We are aware of the situation and we are waiting to see what happens." THAT woke me right up and I had to go over and check Joss all out to make sure she was okay. Then I went out and talked to the nurses. I know it is not just me as the nurses have had words with him this week and two got kind of pissed off and pretty much yelled at him.
I might have had more patience with it if it had been a better week. Well, actually no. Probably not.
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