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Emergency Medical Situations, Wednesday, Period 1
Well, the school was big and imposing, but the classroom was what he'd expected--desks, chairs, chalkboard. In future weeks he'd need more floorspace and probably the Danger Shop, but for today this'd do just fine.
He wrote his name on the board--Dr. McCoy. Then he stood in what he hoped was a teacher-ly stance. What was he supposed to do with his hands? Okay. Just--
"Welcome to Emergency Medical Situations. I'm Dr. McCoy. Bit new to teaching, but don't think that means you can goof. The things you'll learn in this class could save someone's life. Hopefully the only time that'll be tested is the final exam."
The best McCoy could wish on these kids is to never have to face any of the situations brought up in class.
"First caveat of the course--these techniques I'm teaching are to be used in emergencies only, to tide the sick or wounded over only until they can get to a real doctor. Self-surgery is not a substitute for clinics and hospitals. People like me go to school for an awful long time to do this. Don't think this is a get-out-of-doctors-free card."
If he had a dollar for every homemade patch job that resulted in later complications he'd seen in his residency alone, he'd have paid off medical school by now.
"You're all new to me, so first day means introductions. Name, year, and an injury or illness you've had. I assume all of you have had at least a paper-cut and a cold, so you've all got something to share. Even tiny hurts can become big hurts if untreated. Last of all, if you've got any specific questions or topics you'd like covered, I'd like to hear that, too."
He waved his hand vaguely. "Oh, and if anyone would like to be a T.A., I'd appreciate the help. Just come talk to me after class. I also have office hours on Monday. Office #17, starting next week."
He wrote his name on the board--Dr. McCoy. Then he stood in what he hoped was a teacher-ly stance. What was he supposed to do with his hands? Okay. Just--
"Welcome to Emergency Medical Situations. I'm Dr. McCoy. Bit new to teaching, but don't think that means you can goof. The things you'll learn in this class could save someone's life. Hopefully the only time that'll be tested is the final exam."
The best McCoy could wish on these kids is to never have to face any of the situations brought up in class.
"First caveat of the course--these techniques I'm teaching are to be used in emergencies only, to tide the sick or wounded over only until they can get to a real doctor. Self-surgery is not a substitute for clinics and hospitals. People like me go to school for an awful long time to do this. Don't think this is a get-out-of-doctors-free card."
If he had a dollar for every homemade patch job that resulted in later complications he'd seen in his residency alone, he'd have paid off medical school by now.
"You're all new to me, so first day means introductions. Name, year, and an injury or illness you've had. I assume all of you have had at least a paper-cut and a cold, so you've all got something to share. Even tiny hurts can become big hurts if untreated. Last of all, if you've got any specific questions or topics you'd like covered, I'd like to hear that, too."
He waved his hand vaguely. "Oh, and if anyone would like to be a T.A., I'd appreciate the help. Just come talk to me after class. I also have office hours on Monday. Office #17, starting next week."