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One of the things that has been weighing on my mind is how "numb" I've become to the horrible things we see in our profession.
A few weeks ago I was part of managing a horrible pediatric cardiac arrest in a 2 year old that was very likely secondary to abuse. I still have the images of a pleading mother picking up her dead limp child in her arms and screaming at the top of her lungs.
But the thing that really is getting to me is how much it ISN'T getting to me. I've seen so many horrible things in the short time I've gone through residency that I feel like it doesn't really phase me anymore. Some people would argue that it's a good thing that you aren't affected by these horrible images as it allows you to stay level headed and take care of other patients in the department and get them all the care they need.
I would argue that on shift negative emotion, i.e crying, discussing your feelings etc is not good for patient care and ultimately compromises your ability to do your job. But I think at some point when you go home, it should "hit you" and should feel something. Our job is one that involves emotions and honestly I don't know how you can do good work if you don't feel that pain and sadness sometimes. How can you be motivated to work hard to save a life when you don't feel the pain that is associated with the tragic and sudden loss of life?
I'm concerned because I feel like I'm just heartless and I can't process these feelings anymore. It has never really "hit me". Maybe it's because I don't have kids? On some level I feel bad for what happened, but I don't feel AS bad as I thought I should feel. I WANTED to feel more, but I couldn't. I picked up Taco Bell on the way home from work like it was an ordinary day. I went to work the next day like nothing happened. It feels almost like I'm the one who has a sickness because I can't experience the very basic of these human emotions anymore.
End rant. Thanks for listening.
A few weeks ago I was part of managing a horrible pediatric cardiac arrest in a 2 year old that was very likely secondary to abuse. I still have the images of a pleading mother picking up her dead limp child in her arms and screaming at the top of her lungs.
But the thing that really is getting to me is how much it ISN'T getting to me. I've seen so many horrible things in the short time I've gone through residency that I feel like it doesn't really phase me anymore. Some people would argue that it's a good thing that you aren't affected by these horrible images as it allows you to stay level headed and take care of other patients in the department and get them all the care they need.
I would argue that on shift negative emotion, i.e crying, discussing your feelings etc is not good for patient care and ultimately compromises your ability to do your job. But I think at some point when you go home, it should "hit you" and should feel something. Our job is one that involves emotions and honestly I don't know how you can do good work if you don't feel that pain and sadness sometimes. How can you be motivated to work hard to save a life when you don't feel the pain that is associated with the tragic and sudden loss of life?
I'm concerned because I feel like I'm just heartless and I can't process these feelings anymore. It has never really "hit me". Maybe it's because I don't have kids? On some level I feel bad for what happened, but I don't feel AS bad as I thought I should feel. I WANTED to feel more, but I couldn't. I picked up Taco Bell on the way home from work like it was an ordinary day. I went to work the next day like nothing happened. It feels almost like I'm the one who has a sickness because I can't experience the very basic of these human emotions anymore.
End rant. Thanks for listening.