I'm currently working on one of the developmental pediatrics wards. Most of our patients are teeny little "failure to thrive" babies (below 3rd percentile for weight). I spent most of the first week frantically ordering genetic testing, swallow studies, abdominal x-rays, examining poops (how much of my day is spent talking about poops? Oh, about 97.3% of it.) . Basically looking for any reason these little button bbs are remaining little tiny button bbs.
(Is there anything sadder than a skinny baby?).
So my staff put up with all my nonsense for about three days and then, in the middle of yet another description of various surgery consults I want to order to evaluate ye randome rare GI condition by biopsy, she stops me.
"Scopes."
I look up.
"If you feed them, they will grow."
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