A few thoughts:
1) I'm going home today for a week vacation. It still hasn't hit me that I'm going home... I have a feeling that this week will go by fast. There's so many people that I want to see! I hope I get to see them all.
2) Yesterday I was post call and so was Rima. We had to see 15 newborns and get out by 1 pm. The morning included transferring a sick newborn to the intermediate nursery. We managed to get out in time. However, when I got to the parking garage, I had NO IDEA where I had parked my car. This has never happened to me before. I always have at least some idea where I have parked my car, but yesterday it was like a blank slate. That's what being post call does to you.
3) Before starting residency, I was worried about starting and adjusting. Now I'm worried about handling the rest of residency. Why? Term nursery is actually one of the more chill rotations. It is Q4, but it's still relatively chill when you're not on call. I know that my counterparts are working much harder than me... at the same time, they're also learning a lot. So that is definitely something to look forward to. At the same time, I'm still scared of getting to the point where my body is chronically exhausted. Why does it have to be that way?
4) Cinnamon Swirls (the Kroger version of Cinnamon toast crunch) is really quite good! I highly recommend it.
5) I hope that I always remember what it's like to be a medical student. Right now we have really cute 3rd years rotating with us, fresh off of basic sciences and taking their Step 1. They're very eager to do a good job... it totally reminds me of when I was in that position as a 2nd year med student... not really knowing what was going on.... where to show up and when and what to do and how fast.. I remember picking up a chart on psych (my first rotation) and having no idea what to do with it. I would flip through the tabs and hope that information would somehow magically jump out at me that I could later pass on to my upper levels and attendings. That's definitely a strong memory engrained in my mind and so I've been trying to show my students how to look at a chart as a part of the orientation process. They seem to really appreciate that. Anyways, the point is... I hope that I'll always remember where I came from. Yikes. Isn't that a line from an old J-lo song?
That's all for today. My next post will be written from.... HOME!!! I'm getting more and more excited about going back to Houston :)
