Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Give me a squeeze...

I'm on colorectal surgery at the moment.  This means poo - lots and lots of poo.

I really don't like poo.

In fact, it makes me want to flap my hands around in horror like a girly girl scared of a spider or other creepy crawling beast. However, girly girl is not appropriate in the operating room.

Rectal exams are a big part of colorectal, shockingly enough. You have to check both the resting tone and the squeeze tone.  (I also dislike this.)

My attending was doing a rectal exam a while back and he had checked resting tone.  Next he asked the patient to squeeze his finger.

We have very compliant patients - the patient reached behind him, grabbed my attending's hand, and squeezed as hard as he could.


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