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Hi all,
I've been feeling guilty today because I took a "personal day", one of 5 that's allowed in our program. I'm currently on ICU with 3 other interns and though it's been pretty busy, I asked for this morning off when I first started internship back in July, before I really knew the definition of "busy". The reason I wanted the time is because I lost my dad on this day 6 years ago, and I haven't had the opportunity to attend an anniversary memorial at the WTC site before. When I matched in New York, I promised myself that I'd pay my respects at least once. I had permission to miss morning rounds and if need be, the entire day from my program director, but it was up to me to remind my attending and my senior of my absence. I did so in a discreet and private fashion last week, and I thought that would be it. However my PD's office felt it necessary to inform all the seniors/fellows/attendings on the unit that I'd be absent with permission to attend the memorial. Guess the department secretary couldn't be bothered to figure out whose team I was on. So for the past few days, I've been getting ribbed by my fellow interns for missing today's rounds, that I've got a great reason to slack off for the day, that no one else gets to take a personal day just to remember that a loved one passed away. I understand that it's a tough year and we're on a tough service and we all need to vent and should be understanding enough to let a few slips of the tongue just roll off our backs, but it's been keeping me up tonight that my co-interns think that I'm sort of lazy bum who's using a national tragedy as an excuse to get out of work. I'm glad I went, the weather today captured the somber mood of the event we're remembering and hearing my father's name spoken out loud in the company of 2,749 others made me feel like I wasn't alone in this, but by the time it was over and I put the white coat back on, I couldn't help but feel like that the relief I felt was being paid for by a lot of ill-will from my fellow interns. Should I just ignore those snide little comments, should I try to explain what the memorial meant for me, or should I act like today was like any other day. I'm guessing come tomorrow morning when I'm pre-rounding, it won't matter to anyone that I was gone.
I've been feeling guilty today because I took a "personal day", one of 5 that's allowed in our program. I'm currently on ICU with 3 other interns and though it's been pretty busy, I asked for this morning off when I first started internship back in July, before I really knew the definition of "busy". The reason I wanted the time is because I lost my dad on this day 6 years ago, and I haven't had the opportunity to attend an anniversary memorial at the WTC site before. When I matched in New York, I promised myself that I'd pay my respects at least once. I had permission to miss morning rounds and if need be, the entire day from my program director, but it was up to me to remind my attending and my senior of my absence. I did so in a discreet and private fashion last week, and I thought that would be it. However my PD's office felt it necessary to inform all the seniors/fellows/attendings on the unit that I'd be absent with permission to attend the memorial. Guess the department secretary couldn't be bothered to figure out whose team I was on. So for the past few days, I've been getting ribbed by my fellow interns for missing today's rounds, that I've got a great reason to slack off for the day, that no one else gets to take a personal day just to remember that a loved one passed away. I understand that it's a tough year and we're on a tough service and we all need to vent and should be understanding enough to let a few slips of the tongue just roll off our backs, but it's been keeping me up tonight that my co-interns think that I'm sort of lazy bum who's using a national tragedy as an excuse to get out of work. I'm glad I went, the weather today captured the somber mood of the event we're remembering and hearing my father's name spoken out loud in the company of 2,749 others made me feel like I wasn't alone in this, but by the time it was over and I put the white coat back on, I couldn't help but feel like that the relief I felt was being paid for by a lot of ill-will from my fellow interns. Should I just ignore those snide little comments, should I try to explain what the memorial meant for me, or should I act like today was like any other day. I'm guessing come tomorrow morning when I'm pre-rounding, it won't matter to anyone that I was gone.