The beginning of July marks a special event in the genesis of the doctor: spanking new interns work their first shifts as actual physicians.
As one of those interns, it's terrifying. And exhilarating. And exhausting. Once a lowly medical student, you've gone into the chrysalis of fourth year and emerged on the other side a butterfly who doesn't really know how to fly. Fragile. Awkward.
But very very pretty. (Just kidding.)
Some things I saw in my first two shifts as an emergency medicine intern:
- thrown from horse, landed on head
- psychotic patient becoming violent with family members (chief complaint was decreased urination)
- vaginal bleeding x 1.5 months
- abdominal pain in 18 year old female
- drunk, demented old man fell down stairs, cut open forehead
- neck laceration from broken beer bottle
- firework exploded into eye - globe rupture
- drug rash
- accidental finger amputation
- blurry vision x 1 week
- generalized itching with a "rash" that was invisible to my eyes
- out of percocet (x2)
- facial abscess
- dog bite
Could there be a better field than this??? (I will give you a hint. The answer is no.) OK, so it takes me a ridiculously long time to sew up a small lac (I had to put in some deeps, though). And to write a basic prescription. And to dictate anything. I'll get better with time. And those crazy, funny, heart-warming, smelly, sweet, fantastic patients will still be there.