Last week I did Ophthalmology, a whole week of sore eyes and knees from bending over to scrutinize eyeballs with our ophthalmoscopes.
In the eye clinic:
Doctor: Do you know how to use direct?
Me: Sorry I beg your pardon?
Doctor: The direct? Did they teach you how to use it?
Me: *Absolutely clueless* I'm not sure, I don't think I know...(What is she talking about, what direct?? the rack? darex? another fancy word for cardex, maybe?)
Doctor: *Turning impatient* You have to know this, this is important. We use a direct ophthalmoscope all the time in this clinic, you should know.
Me: Oh you mean the DIRECT OPHTHALMOSCOPE? Yes I had a tutorial on that this morning. (Blerghhhh, in my defence, it totally sounded like THE RACK when she said it. Blame my English-handicapped hearing. Cakap je la ophthalmoscope, lol.)
Yummy eyeballs for lunch:
And say hi to our pretty models:
Thanks to mokcik Pika for lending me her ophthalmoscope.
If you're imagining how handling an ophthalmoscope looks like:
Imagine having to stare at those fake eyeballs for hours, and then in the clinic, imagine staring so close at real patients' eyes while they look awkwardly at your retarded standing position and half-opened mouth. (real life patients don't go smiling like that at your silly gadgets)
Yep, I'm now a qualified junior opthalmologist from one week training in medical school. *wipe proud tears*
Previously in the clinic:
Doctor: What do you know about glaucoma?
Me: Well, it may cause blindness..
Doctor: FAIL. It's a form of neuropathy.
*wipe sad tears...*