A Four Hour Appointment

This is the poem I wrote for graduation. Read it while thinking of the theme to gilligans island.

Just sit right back and you’ll hear a tale

A tale of a hectic day

It started on the clinic floor

With no time for delay.

Frazzled senior clinicians

And flakey patients too

30 students set out that day

For a 4 hour appointment, a four hour appointment

The session started getting rough

The patients getting tossed

If not for the efforts of Ms. Leon

All requirements would be lost, requirements would be lost

The day turned ‘round and the chairs were full

The duties all tended to

A few code 3’s and re-eval

A perio maintenance or two

No suction, no light, no anesthesia

No instructors in sight

we just may be here all night

So this is the tale of the Emerald’s clinic

we’re here for a long, long time
we had to make the best of things,
It was an uphill climb.

Ms. Bejarano and the faculty

Did their very best,
To make the students competent,

There was no time to rest!

So here we are at graduation my friends

We’ve passed the tests and trials

We’ve done our best, we would not rest

Now see our Emerald’s smile!