I’m a sucker for compliments, even if they are undeserved. You take out an NGT out of a patient – something an M1 could do – and you’re a goddamn national treasure. You put in a tube to decompress a stomach or prevent aspiration – and you get a glaring wariness for days on days.
So naturally, I’m drawn a little bit more to the patient who loves me because I took out his tube and announced he could eat. It doesn’t hurt that he has recommendations on Brazilian food in Worcester. Is it the best patient care? No – not the best. But at the end of the day when no one seems to care, I like to be liked.
The Rootlets 