That's what I’m telling myself today. I’m just getting home
from the hospital after a loooooong, sort of painful day. I woke up at 5 a.m.
with the realization that I forgot to do a required online quiz (due at
midnight last night). At 6 a.m., I got
to the OB floor and realized that I had literally just missed the delivery of a patient I took care of yesterday (I’m
nearing the end of my hospital weeks and still 3 deliveries short).
Mid-morning, I discovered that I had
forgotten my pager when I was called on the floor by the medical school office
looking for me (medical school rule #1: always wear your pager). My husband is
off today and so he brought me my pager; when I ran down to get it he looked at
me and said “You’re having a bad day aren’t you?” I defensively answered “Um,
no!” and then after thinking about it for two seconds admitted that I sort of
was (he knows me too well).
I also found out today that I have to be at a clinic a two
hour drive away all day Thursday, then take night call when I get back and that I have extra evening lectures tomorrow night and all morning
Saturday. Later today, I got paged in the middle of a delivery that I was late
for a trauma/surgery lecture which we this evening. And all day I was panicky
that I wouldn’t make it home in time to talk to my brother before he leaves for
Afghanistan tomorrow.
So, to end my rambling (complaining), today wasn’t the best. But putting it into perspective,
today wasn’t a bad day. I got to help bring a new life into the world, come
home to my ever patient husband, Skype with my brother before he leaves
tomorrow, and finally get into my warm and cozy bed. Not a bad day.
Hang in there.... Med school is tough. But you'll get through it.
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