The Devil Wears Scrubs (Dr. Jane McGill, #1)

by Freida McFadden

Because they’re books. How can you get rid of a book? That’s like throwing away knowledge.

Illness is a treacherous dragon, breathing fire on innocent patients, and as a physician, I want to be the shining knight who battles that dragon and saves my patients’ lives.)

Mrs. Jefferson is what’s known as a “rock.” A rock is a patient who will be on your service forever, who will never ever leave. Mrs. Jefferson is the rock to end all rocks. She’s a rock star.

I am a rock star LOL

This is one of those moments where you can do one of two things: Burst into tears, shaking fist at the heavens, and yell out, “Nooooooo!!!!!!!” Laugh.

By twenty, everyone has a kid, sometimes two. And there’s a tiny voice in the back of my head that wonders if I’m not doing things the wrong way. Wouldn’t I be happier if I were taking care of my baby now instead of pyelonephritis patients? Isn’t procreating what nature wants me to do?

I wish I were one year old. Life is so simple when you’re a kid. You don’t even know how good you have it. Lucky bastard.

Yep, this guy’s dead all right. The next part of the process involves paperwork, which is now my area of expertise. Essentially, I am discharging this patient. But instead of discharging him to “home” or “nursing facility,” I check off the box to discharge him to “expired.”

there’s a huge difference between having knowledge and feeling comfortable using that knowledge

“It’s not entirely awful. I mean, I really do like helping people. I like knowing that the purpose of my job is to make sick people well. Most of the time it’s just routine and following algorithms, but every once in a while, you get to really make a difference.”