Yesterday: Rough. Very rough. Lots of tears from patients and nearly some from me too. Got feedback on how I've been doing on the rotation. Mostly good, some not so good. Ate a bowl of cereal for dinner as there was no energy for anything else.
Today: So much better. Got to scrub into a pretty wonky [and awesome] c-section. Tripped on my own shoes when walking around the table to put in closing stitches. Broke scrub when the nurse [who I adore] reached up to catch me. Thankfully the atending had already left the room and the residents still let me close once I was re-gowned and gloved. Got lots of complements in clinic. Intuited a much needed hug from a staff member who seemed very appreciative when I asked if she wanted one. Small achievements make me feel like a rock star! Pretty sure this sub-i is inducing some type of manic/depression emotional roller coaster.... oh well.
Tomorrow: Responsible for 2 presentations. 1 is a formal hour long thing for the whole maternal fetal medicine department, the other is a quick 5 minute topic on patient care that I will likely filibuster. I'm sitting here writing this blog post instead of prepping for either. Or sleeping. Oh, sleep!
Day after tomorrow: When is that? Yep. I can't think that far ahead. Let's just get through tomorrow first, and hope it is more reflective of today than yesterday.
After what may seem like kavetching, I need to reaffirm though that I am LOVING every minute of this. High intensity, high volume, patient centric chaos is my drug of choice I feel so lucky to get to do this each and every day!
Today: So much better. Got to scrub into a pretty wonky [and awesome] c-section. Tripped on my own shoes when walking around the table to put in closing stitches. Broke scrub when the nurse [who I adore] reached up to catch me. Thankfully the atending had already left the room and the residents still let me close once I was re-gowned and gloved. Got lots of complements in clinic. Intuited a much needed hug from a staff member who seemed very appreciative when I asked if she wanted one. Small achievements make me feel like a rock star! Pretty sure this sub-i is inducing some type of manic/depression emotional roller coaster.... oh well.
Tomorrow: Responsible for 2 presentations. 1 is a formal hour long thing for the whole maternal fetal medicine department, the other is a quick 5 minute topic on patient care that I will likely filibuster. I'm sitting here writing this blog post instead of prepping for either. Or sleeping. Oh, sleep!
Day after tomorrow: When is that? Yep. I can't think that far ahead. Let's just get through tomorrow first, and hope it is more reflective of today than yesterday.
After what may seem like kavetching, I need to reaffirm though that I am LOVING every minute of this. High intensity, high volume, patient centric chaos is my drug of choice I feel so lucky to get to do this each and every day!
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