Today I introduced my favorite movie, Shaolin Soccer, to my 9-year-old patient who plays soccer.  

9-year-old boy eagerly: Is it like they elbow each other?

Me: Better!

The kid is super excited to watch it and the family will be watching it tonight!   I feel accomplished.  Really hope they like it. :P

I had an unresponsive 11-year-old kid today who has a grumpy baseline and not really interactive, until the attending asked him about his new cat.  He instantly came alive and avidly showed the attending photos of his cat on the cell phone.  The attending then whipped out his own cell phone and showed the kid photos of his goats.

Like.

I am currently doing the Pediatric Hematology/Oncology clinic elective.

Today I had a 7-year-old patient  with unresectable ganglioneuroblastoma whose two close friends (that he knows from cancer camp) passed away recently.  His anxiety level has been sky-high and he recently said to his mom, "I don't want to die like [my friend]."  He does not feel better despite reassurances from his mother that the MRI shows that his disease is very stable.  Maannnn, death really is not something that a 7-year-old should worry about.  

Like: my attending owns goats--Gretchen, Gandalf, and Gretchen's 3 kids (who are absolutely adorable!)

(The father of Gretchen's kids is another goat named ?Alton who was chosen because of his pure bloodline that gives him blue eyes.  Gandalf is sterile although per my attending, he has "aspirations" of being a father with Gretchen).

Possibly awkward moment of the day (but only in retrospect): I was humming the hit "Whistle" off and on in the team room, and said, "It's so catchy.  I don't even know the lyrics.  I could be humming something obscene for all I know."  Intern was totally silent to that.

Just looked up the lyrics.  Yep, obscene.