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Finishing my last call night of intern year. Holy s*** has it sucked. Most of my fellow interns are saying it hasn't been that bad, etc, etc. I'm gonna come on out of the closet and say, to hell with that, it's sucked. I'm so tired of pages about constipation, diarrhea, low back pain, falls, headaches, "do we really need to culture him?," nurses second guessing my narcotic orders, nurses diagnosing pts with fictional disorders, nurses not getting access by not really trying, pt's who refuse to be stuck when they're acutely ill and hospitalized, pt's (and families) who ask how many times I've done this procedure, pt's wanting to drag that chest tube out with them to smoke. I'll probably be the butt-head consultant next year, but for now, I'm sick of having to play up my pt's to justify the consult, sick of the rude "so what's your question" when I'm one sentence into describing the pt.
I'm tired of being the last filter of humanity. If they are from nowhere, have nowhere to go, have no insurance, and require even a little medical assistance, there's only one place left for them - here with me. Because I had 'em last, and everybody else knows they don't have to take the pt. They can tell their colleagues "I guess she'll be in the hospital until she finds placement," and never think of it again.
I'm tired of feeling ignorant. But, the last thing I usually want to do when I do have time is read more about medicine. I already spend my 80 hour weeks in the hospital. I know, I know, some people spend more hours in the hospital AND still read AND spend time with their significant others AND fix up their house/apartment AND run in local charity event 10K's etc etc. I'm the intern who, after leaving the hospital, wants to relax and not do much of anything if possible. I really am concerned about Ms Jones' obscure autoimmune disorder, but damned if I'm going to read about it on my day off when the sun is out and I've been living under fluorescent lights the other 6 days of the week.
Our new interns start soon. I'm anticipating the eagerness. Rock on with your bad selves. May you enjoy intern year as best you can.
I'm tired of being the last filter of humanity. If they are from nowhere, have nowhere to go, have no insurance, and require even a little medical assistance, there's only one place left for them - here with me. Because I had 'em last, and everybody else knows they don't have to take the pt. They can tell their colleagues "I guess she'll be in the hospital until she finds placement," and never think of it again.
I'm tired of feeling ignorant. But, the last thing I usually want to do when I do have time is read more about medicine. I already spend my 80 hour weeks in the hospital. I know, I know, some people spend more hours in the hospital AND still read AND spend time with their significant others AND fix up their house/apartment AND run in local charity event 10K's etc etc. I'm the intern who, after leaving the hospital, wants to relax and not do much of anything if possible. I really am concerned about Ms Jones' obscure autoimmune disorder, but damned if I'm going to read about it on my day off when the sun is out and I've been living under fluorescent lights the other 6 days of the week.
Our new interns start soon. I'm anticipating the eagerness. Rock on with your bad selves. May you enjoy intern year as best you can.
