First call. probably good that i can't really twitter or fb in hospital. but many observations over 30 hours lost. maybe for better?
it was quiet for trauma. the ER was mostly full of non surgical stab wounds and DTs and the like. But after 8 pm two appendicitis cases. I scrubbed in on both.
I felt dorky for admitting it-these are bread and butter surgeries and laparascopies to boot--but how can i resist being insanely excited at my first OR experience? I wore gowns, double gloved, had a mask, got yelled at by the scrub nurse--everything i dreamed of! that beep beep of vital signs, the inappropriate jokes by the anesthesiologist. I even got to suture one of the ports. However i did a terrible job and we had to steristrip it (its only a 1 cm scar, i promise!)
tried not to be irritating to the residents, but they taught a lot. got to sleep 3 hours, more than most of the other medstudents this week
prepped for presentation at GI/surg conference but a surg resident did it instead, which is good bc his was much better. i got excited and spoke up, but it felt funny, a sense of breaching hierarchy. should make note of this in future--not so much to cease as to proceed with caution.
Felt pretty shitty and out of it for rest of day. Really tired, really hungry, feet hurt, back hurt, was kind of smelly, tried to speak coherently, but felt good in a deeper way, like i was doing something really tough like travelers and military and well, surgeons, do.
Biked home. took best shower in a long ass time.
Monday, May 4, 2009
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"bread and butter surgeries". that sounds like my dad. (he's a surgeon)
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