Sick, Tired
First, heat. Now, storms.
It’s thundering right now. I’m sick as heck, and Mykala just got back for the evening. She was kind enough to make me an absolutely delicious late dinner.
Today, a doctor was extremely disappointed with what I had done with my crown preparation. Their exact words: “What were you thinking?” I did not appreciate hearing this, nor did I appreciate the way they had handled the entire appointment. I wanted to say this to the doctor: “Look, there are two possibilities. Either I messed this up on purpose, just to bother you. OR, I am still learning, and had I had a little more guidance, I’m sure the final product would have been well within your range of ideal. Now give me a break.”
However, doctors have the power to ruin us while we are still only students. So, I never ever critique a doctor to their face. Ever. I always tell them what they want to hear, and will continue to withhold until I’m licensed and practicing. There’s just too much debt to risk not graduating because a doctor got offended.
So, here’s what I said: “I don’t know what I was thinking. I’m sorry. Thank you so much for your help today!”
That, my friends, is why I never tell anyone in person about this website. It is also why, when you search my name in Google, you will not find this space.