Yeah, poop. The stuff that comes out of your butt. Comes in all shapes and sizes, different colours different textures. Shit, exactly.
Now one of the common questions in a medical history is the fecal report. The texture, consistency, frequency and colour of the stool can tell a lot about a person's health and any diseases that may be present.
But ask yourself again, when's the last time you've actually discussed poop? Ever asked someone about their fecal passage with confidence and compassion. Now, that's no dialogue that just pops up in a usual social interaction, but it is undeniably common in the medical setting.
Asking questions that are unusual are a challenge. Some people have been sent behind bars for the nature of the questions they have raised, or in some cases, the way those questions are phrased. Usually, in any conversation, prioritizing the privacy and the compassion of the person who is being questioned is crucial, so it's up to the questioner to be the best questioner they possibly can.
Questions. Questions everywhere. I have a question I'd like to ask myself - how did I end up agreeing to go to prom?
Couldn't say no. There were a bunch of friends from the batch that apparently were so riled up about the fact that some us from the batch decided not to go for the annual ball. Personally, I have no interest in attending balls or proms or gala dinners that cost 10 days worth of food for a one night experience. Well, the previous prom I attended wasn't the best of experience for me, albeit I went with the only person I would have gone with, and I know that. And all this while, I've been holding that against me, ruing the whole thing. I guess, it's time to just put all that behind. Time for a fresh experience, one with no strings, just me and my fellow course-mates sending salutations to each other before we separate and follow different paths in our journey to become medical practitioners. ME214, you have my heart.
XOXO,
H.G.
Yaohh :D

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