Tuesday, September 21, 2010

For the record, I'm not a moron

I had my first official day of SICU as a resident today. The way the rotation works is as follows:

Three residents. One on call, one pre-call, one post call from the night before.

Postcall resident has been there all night and sees all the patients in the morning, writes their notes before rounds, if possible. Presents patients at morning report. Presents patients on rounds, stays til rounds are over and notes are written, goes home.

On call resident listens real good on rounds and makes the to-do list. Then does the to-do list after everyone else leaves.

Pre-call resident enters all the patient orders on rounds. Then goes over the to-do list and leaves.

I was pre-call resident today, and on-call resident treated me like shit all day. I swear, she thinks I can't do anything and have no brain. It's highly annoying. You know those martyr people who insist upon doing everything themselves and fishing for sympathy, even when there are many capable hands to share the work? Yeah, it was like that. Shoot me in the face.

If she's the same way tomorrow, she gets a piece of my mind. Cause today just felt like a massive, useless waste of time to me.

Sigh.

Monday, September 20, 2010

Is it over yet?

I had a great weekend with N. Trip to the local beach, great meals together, lots of down time.

Then I took her to the airport and she left.

And now I'm miserable. Is it June yet.

That's really all I have to say.