Medlife Crisis
Уровень B2· 1036 слов
I made a video recently about a case that had a lasting impact on me, as it fundamentally changed how I think as a doctor and how I practice.
And you seemed to like it, even though you did complain about the audio pops. So please check out my gauze pop filter that I have fashioned.
But seriously, thank you for the lovely comments on that video. As a result, I thought I'd talk about another career defining case that I will never forget.
And in fact, I was reminded of it by this weekend on call that I'm doing right now. I'm here for the whole weekend, and it has been busy.
While the rest of the team change every 12 or 24 hours, I'm on call from Friday to Monday continuously, and yesterday and Sunday night now coming up to 10 p.m.
yesterday I was here nonstop in the cath lab doing cases for the whole day. As one emergency arrived after another.
But I'm not telling you this so that you can get a little violin out for me. In fact, I think you sick puppies like it.
The more tired and haggard I look. But no, on the contrary, I'm not looking for sympathy because I f***ing love this s*** Of course I hate leaving my family at the weekend or leaving my bed at night.
But once I'm here, you see at the weekend or out of hours or overnight, all I need to worry about is critical emergencies, patients in shock, cardiac arrest who can't breathe, whose heart have stopped, and so on.
There are no patient flow champions with clipboards telling me to discharge patients as if that's something I haven't thought of.
No Microsoft Teams meetings about budgets, no business cases that I need to write to humbly request additional staff, which will only end up being rejected.
No mandatory resilience training, no passive aggressive emails telling me to do more with less. No circular conversation about decent patient bed usage and there are no DATIXes about...what’s a DATIX?
