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surgery: wk 1, day 7
this day felt all wrong. i spent most of the day doing scut. on top of that, i did some of my resident's work, because he was waaay too slow. on paper, this was a light day, with very little going on. in practice, it was a full day, because he was going so slow. well, that is what happens when you stop to chat with your pals all the time, chat up with nurses, and move like mo-lasses. what happens is that your medical student has to pick up your slack and stay till 12:30am when he could've left at 7pm.
in the morning, i was blazing away, trying to finish work so that i could make it to STORM. but they just kept piling more stuff for me to do. in the afternoon, i tried to rush through, so that i might make it to the evening service. but then an unscheduled op happened, and i served as primary assistant to the surgeon for a 3 hr op. standing in one position for 3 hrs... it's not fun. but the operation actually was. surgery is very cool. you get a really sick patient, you open up the abdomen and see a mess of bowels, stool in the peritoneum, blood, yellow and green pus, and adhesions, and you think: oh man... what is going ON in here? but somehow, after the surgery, you have found the hole in bowel, fixed it, cleaned up the abdomen, and you know that the patient is going to be better. it's sweet. the op was actually fun, too. i operated with my course director. who knew that she would be so fun and natural? i was very surprised and blown away.
so surgery is a weird, weird field. that is my conclusion. there is much to be said in favor of it, and there is so much against it. life was never meant to be simple, i guess.
*****
things have been pretty discouraging lately. not directly for me. lots of ppl go out of their way to encourage me, and i'm grateful for it. but when i see ppl kinda jaded about church, falling back in their faith, doubting God, their pastors, or the bible, or even doubting good in their fellow man, that really makes my shoulders sag and my head hang.
in particular, i've been reading something. i love honesty. i love innnocence, openness, vulnerability. the ability to confess weaknesses in the self, and the objectivity to recognize the good in the self and others with no shame or false-humilty. so i've come to love reading this particular something. but at the same time, reading this has made me deeply sad. and regretful. and... wanting to comfort. haha. i'm a crackhead.
ok, sleep time.
yakob at 12:55 AM
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this day felt all wrong. i spent most of the day doing scut. on top of that, i did some of my resident's work, because he was waaay too slow. on paper, this was a light day, with very little going on. in practice, it was a full day, because he was going so slow. well, that is what happens when you stop to chat with your pals all the time, chat up with nurses, and move like mo-lasses. what happens is that your medical student has to pick up your slack and stay till 12:30am when he could've left at 7pm.
in the morning, i was blazing away, trying to finish work so that i could make it to STORM. but they just kept piling more stuff for me to do. in the afternoon, i tried to rush through, so that i might make it to the evening service. but then an unscheduled op happened, and i served as primary assistant to the surgeon for a 3 hr op. standing in one position for 3 hrs... it's not fun. but the operation actually was. surgery is very cool. you get a really sick patient, you open up the abdomen and see a mess of bowels, stool in the peritoneum, blood, yellow and green pus, and adhesions, and you think: oh man... what is going ON in here? but somehow, after the surgery, you have found the hole in bowel, fixed it, cleaned up the abdomen, and you know that the patient is going to be better. it's sweet. the op was actually fun, too. i operated with my course director. who knew that she would be so fun and natural? i was very surprised and blown away.
so surgery is a weird, weird field. that is my conclusion. there is much to be said in favor of it, and there is so much against it. life was never meant to be simple, i guess.
*****
things have been pretty discouraging lately. not directly for me. lots of ppl go out of their way to encourage me, and i'm grateful for it. but when i see ppl kinda jaded about church, falling back in their faith, doubting God, their pastors, or the bible, or even doubting good in their fellow man, that really makes my shoulders sag and my head hang.
in particular, i've been reading something. i love honesty. i love innnocence, openness, vulnerability. the ability to confess weaknesses in the self, and the objectivity to recognize the good in the self and others with no shame or false-humilty. so i've come to love reading this particular something. but at the same time, reading this has made me deeply sad. and regretful. and... wanting to comfort. haha. i'm a crackhead.
ok, sleep time.
yakob at 12:55 AM