So Much To Say

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Take Your Medicine

Today I finished my second day on medicine floors. Most people who are not in the medical fields are confused when I say I'm doing my "medicine" months, but it just means regular adult internal medicine. Diabetes, heart failure, etc., in the hospital. It's been my second day, and it's not so bad! It's like I get to start a tough month with the treadmill only on 3.0mph, although I'm sure it'll go up to 9.0 mph soon. Maybe tomorrow. But at least I got to have lunch in the sunshine with some psych resident friends, and read an article, and register for Step 3 today. Not bad at all.

Monday, September 15, 2008

Infinite Jest

RIP David Foster Wallace. I don't actually know him or any of his work. But suicide always saddens me, and more so since I got into psych. It somehow seems more needless, to have someone end his own life. It just goes to show how much enormous mental pain people can endure (and ultimately, can't).

Tuesday, September 09, 2008

Durang Durang

Man I'm tired. The ol' humidity and mood swing link. Today I went directly from work to dinner and a play with my parents and my friend Debra, and afterward got dessert and tea with Debra. The play was "A Streetcar Named Durang," three plays by Christopher Durang, and it was hilarious. By the end I started to get tired of the goofy rapid-fire dialogue, but for a while it was great.

Monday, September 08, 2008

Those Who Served

It's been pretty eye-opening working at the VA the past week or so. The federal government just operates on a totally different level than other hospitals. No wonder my Dad has always been a Republican... I see a lot of waste and bureaucracy. It took me an entire week to get my ID, so, almost humiliatingly, I have had to get buzzed in and out of the ward this whole time. However, I think veterans get better care than patients at other hospitals, at least on the psych ward. I think they're treated more compassionately, especially because they don't get kicked out of the hospital as quickly as patients in other hospitals. No wonder my Mom has always been a Democrat. ;)

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

Hitting My Stride

I'm back to being happy, overall. We'll see how the new rotation at the VA goes, but the first day today wasn't bad. I interviewed a patient in front of the team and I wasn't even that nervous -- I feel like my residency over the past couple months has trained me that well in how to conduct a good interview. Now the key is to figure out what my duties are and carry them out efficiently. :)

Regarding my last post, I guess what had been holding me back (at least, this was what I hit upon with my psychiatrist) was the idea that I needed to withdraw from emotional connections now because in the fall and winter, I'll be on tough rotations and won't be there for my friends and family. So once I identified this as the way I'd been thinking, I was able to see that a) life being tough later doesn't mean I need to withdraw now and b) those tough few months are really just that -- a few months. After that, residency gets more and more enjoyable, according to the more advanced residents.

Tonight, I think my content mood is also related to the friends I saw at Quizzo. It was so nice to relax, have a drink, and joke around with them. I left early, because I'm doing my First Week of the Rotation schedule (in which I go to bed an hour earlier than usual), but I still had fun, and they pleasingly complained at my leaving before the game was done. (I must say, it was nice to get it right that Belize and El Salvador were the two countries in Central America that only face one coast.) (Nerrrrd!)