What You Missed That Day You Were Absent from Medical School

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The hubbub over schools reopening this fall led me to consider my own time in med school with 20/20 hindsight.

What You Missed That Day You Were Absent from Medical School - after Brad Aaron Modlin 

In anatomy Dr. Fridley dissected

a broken heart after examining

a gut split by laughter, leaving

the radiologist time enough

to share the secret of x-ray vision.

A pediatrician stretched a latex

glove over his head. Shazam!

A cockscomb that be-bopped

in the breeze as he set off

for a meeting with the dean.

The usual lunchtime films

of procedures demonstrated seven

ways to watch it all go wrong.

In the afternoon we learned new

terms for old school bacteria

along with the changed names

of world cities. An orthopedist

explained how to disarm a trigger-

thumb, and unlock knock knees.

We chanted mnemonics for the XII

Cranial Nerves before ending

in biochem for a hyped-up ride

on the Kreb's Cycle.

Oh, and how to hold the hand

of a patient at the end of life.

Marilyn Aschoff Mellor