I may have completely forgotten about my blog these past 2 weeks. I am sure anyone who was reading this has long abandoned the cause. I will not fault you for losing faith in an unreliable writer.
What have I been doing these past 2 weeks? Losing confidence.
I have had the misfortune of admitting numerous very sick people to the general medicine floor, who required more intensive care. And so their outcomes and hospital course have left me feeling as though I must be the worst intern of all time.
There may also have been a very harrowing 3 days in which I neither ate or slept much; at the end of which even my senior resident said I looked like shit and should go home early to sleep.
Thank you senior resident for being so blunt and caring at the same time. If only you were actually present on the floor to help your interns beyond those 3 hours in the morning.
Into the sixth month of residency:
Have I become a bitter little person - most definitely so.
Am I verging on the cusp of clinical depression - it is only a matter of time.
Do I have any medical knowledge - little to none.
Do I have a kick ass Christmas tree in my living room - damn right.
Do I get time to sit and look at said Christmas tree - do I get time to sit?
What would I do if I was fired as an intern - pack my bags happily and go back home to CANADA to find a regular sane job.
Is this the most gloomy blog entry of all time - is this the last blog entry?
