And the angry texting continues…
Drew: I swear to fucking G-d, if I get one more page in the middle of the night to ask something as stupid as “Can this patient have Colace”, I’m going to kill someone. These fucking new residents are KILLING ME.
Me: First… A pager? Really? In the year that you’re doctoring, are leaches still a thing?
Me: Also, can we discuss that I’m FAIRLY sure that the Hypocratic Oath covers you not murdering other doctors?
Drew: It would be justifiable homicide.
Me: Because they PAGE you at 3am, asking if they can help a patient poop?
Drew: Because I’m running around night and day, trying to keep them from killing my patients.
Me: I’m sure they’re not trying to kill your patients.
Drew: Megan, I’m not convinced that they weren’t sent by Al Qaeda.
Me: Take it easy, Jack Bauer. Maybe YOU should have a little Colace.