Conversations I Wish I Had

More Than Just Hot Air…

Behind the White Coat

Fountain in Lucerne

“…and so when treating congestive heart failure, you need to include…”

I felt a significant bit of flatus building. Sooner or later I was going to have to let it go. Surrounding me at the conference table were my fellow residents, their eyes focused on the PowerPoint slide presentation projecting onto the wall. Beads of perspiration started on my forehead.

The lecturer for the Thursday afternoon didactic session was an old cardiologist from the community.

But not just any cardiologist.

Oh, no.

He was the biggest, most giant prick of all cardiologists and as such, there was no way in hell I would be able to stand up and walk out without inciting his wrath. That would not bode well for the next late night cardiology consult I had to call in.

However, I also knew I could not hold the fart in much longer. Fortunately, my chair was upholstered…

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