Sometimes, like this morning, things don't go so well. Someone tries to bite me for taking his temperature. Someone else pees on the floor. A third child screams so loud throughout their consultation that I can't hear anything their caregiver tells me. Or some combination of the above. Days like those endear my adult patients to me.
One other days, things go beautifully. There was a twenty pound eight month old who grinned toothlessly at me through her entire visit last week, giggling sporadically when I listened to her lungs and tummy. The little one pictured below did not cry once during her visit, and showed weight and development gains since her last visit.
Those are my favorite clinic days.
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