I used to have a bit of an obsession with fist bumps. When I was in residency, there were these two residents I worked with who were constantly fist bumping each other and I developed fist bump jealousy. I wanted a fist bump.
Ever since, any time I say something that warrants a guy reaching out to fist bump me, I get super excited. When my boss gave me a fist bump, I almost died of joy.
Last year, we had a young male patient on our unit who has a
severe brain injury. He couldn't really speak, but the one thing he
really, really loved to do was fist bumps. We parked his wheelchair in the
hallway and every time anyone passed him, he wanted to fist bump them.
So I got the most fist bumps I ever had in my life.
He was on the unit for two months. And I never got sick of it.
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