Dear Bono,
I hear you played "Gloria" a few nights ago. I wish I was there. I had big plans to get some tickets in the late drop but then realized that I am 6 hours from Chicago and had to work at 6am the next day and it just wouldn't work out. Please play it for me next week?
Bono, it is New Year's Day. Happy New Year! July 1st. The day all the hospital changes over. The new trainees start and the old trainees move up the ranks. Truly, a terrifying day to be sick. And to be a new trainee.
I remember my first day. July 1st, 2009. I was started on vascular surgery. I walked into the hospital at 5am, knowing that I was on call that night, covering vascular, cardiac, and thoracic surgery patients, in other words, really really sick patients. Like 90 of them. I did my work as best I could during the day-asking the vascular surgery fellow for help and mostly getting either no help or not useful information. It was my first day! What do I do when a patient goes into a fib with RVR? What does that even mean?? I didn't eat that day. Or that night. I finally ate the next day, at a conference, where our nutritionists brought samples of Ensure so we could taste the filth we were making our patients drink. It was nectar of the Gods to me. And then I had to do all sorts of work and discharge people and I remember 3:30pm that day; after working 34.5 hours thinking I could not do it.
Somehow I did.
Yesterday, I finished my clinical fellow year. 6 years of training in, this year is supposed to be about me and research and my interests. Today, though, was basically the same as yesterday.
Maybe next week I can write and research?
xoxo
JP
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