Some favorite bits of my 12-hour first day of surgery clerkship:
- Hearing a little girl who was running out of the elevator say, "I love the moving stairs! THEY ARE AWESOME!"
- Being reminded of how different the patient's perspective is when I heard patients try to describe their surgical, imaging, and medical histories. "CT scan" means nothing to a large portion of the population, but describing being stuck into a giant tube gets a good response.
- Time passes strangely without bathroom or lunch breaks.
- Taking my first real history with a real patient for a real doctor's visit and then discussing what we thought was going on with this very real patient. In reality. For real. WOW. IT WAS REAL.
- Finally feeling a part of a team - this sounds stupid, but I really like working with people to achieve good things for other people. It makes all the happy bits of me happier because I can go home knowing that life improved for someone else, and I got to be at least a teeny-tiny part of that. And someday, my part will be much larger.
So ... yeah! Hi! I am alive again! How are you?
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