I've had a few awkward moments this year. Here's another one:
I'm what you might call hyper-reflexic. Very easy to trigger reflexes that are quite substantial in their magnitude. Unfortunately I happened to have my legs crossed when I slapped my hand on top of my knee. My remotely triggered patella-jerk kicked in, sending my leg flying forward. I kicked my patient right in the bony part of the shin. We both exchanged awkward laughs as I apologised profusely.
Maybe this is why doctors sat behind desks all those years.
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