Taking a moment to breathe.
I started my residency training officially on June 12th. The first week was spent going over BLS and ACLS for the first two days, PALS for the next two, and NRP for the last day. We also had a half day to get processed with HR, get our badges, and get enrolled into the system. Then on June 18th, we joined other employees for what FH calls The New Employee Experience, which was impressive in its own right, touching on the basics of the Hospital's mission, HIPPA, and Risk Management. The next few days have gotten increasingly more tailored towards Residents, having talks from several of the hospital's big whigs about professionalism, responsibility, (and Hippa and Risk Management again). June 21st was spent with some serious IT and EMR training.
These past couple of weeks of orientation have been wonderful and stressful and informative all bundled up into one emotion. There are a few choice moments when I take a step back and think to myself, " "Holy shit! What would I do if I see someone coding and no one is there to help me?" or "I can't believe I'm actually signing up for my own insurance, vision, and dental" or "what am i doing getting off the phone with my very own financial advisor" or "I can't even begin to fathom that patients are actually trusting me with their lives". I know that it is normal (and damn necessary) for people to have these moments of self assessment, and I realize that I do have some 4 years of training under my belt, but by no means does that imply that I am ready. I think these past few days have been spent focusing on the red tape, and the policies and procedures of the hospital (of course with the safety of the patient in mind), but it has been a while since an actual topic in medicine was addressed. Reflecting back on this difference, it is pretty apparent that there is an stark difference between the training I have been receiving in Medical school vs the training I will receive in Residency. The stakes are higher. Much higher. A job, a medical license, a human being's life all hang in the balance. It is hard not to get a little bit overwhelmed, considering all the balls we have to juggle: patient satisfaction, efficiency, learning, new health care and administrative constraints, the challenges of working with brand new people.
And speaking on the topic, my new co interns are all awesome. I think they will be more than just co-workers, but we will evolve to be a little family. Thus far, people have been getting along quite well, and I think we will develop a very unique personality as a class. We have done a few things as a group already, including going out to lunch, dinner and drinks, and hanging out at Kim's house. We were invited to our PD's house for dinner and a boat ride.
Next week we start our full orientation at winter park, we get to meet our resident seniors and most of the faculty. I received my schedule for the next month of OB. It is pretty scary. night float my third week on.
Last friday of doing nothing. heres to a good weekend.
These past couple of weeks of orientation have been wonderful and stressful and informative all bundled up into one emotion. There are a few choice moments when I take a step back and think to myself, " "Holy shit! What would I do if I see someone coding and no one is there to help me?" or "I can't believe I'm actually signing up for my own insurance, vision, and dental" or "what am i doing getting off the phone with my very own financial advisor" or "I can't even begin to fathom that patients are actually trusting me with their lives". I know that it is normal (and damn necessary) for people to have these moments of self assessment, and I realize that I do have some 4 years of training under my belt, but by no means does that imply that I am ready. I think these past few days have been spent focusing on the red tape, and the policies and procedures of the hospital (of course with the safety of the patient in mind), but it has been a while since an actual topic in medicine was addressed. Reflecting back on this difference, it is pretty apparent that there is an stark difference between the training I have been receiving in Medical school vs the training I will receive in Residency. The stakes are higher. Much higher. A job, a medical license, a human being's life all hang in the balance. It is hard not to get a little bit overwhelmed, considering all the balls we have to juggle: patient satisfaction, efficiency, learning, new health care and administrative constraints, the challenges of working with brand new people.
And speaking on the topic, my new co interns are all awesome. I think they will be more than just co-workers, but we will evolve to be a little family. Thus far, people have been getting along quite well, and I think we will develop a very unique personality as a class. We have done a few things as a group already, including going out to lunch, dinner and drinks, and hanging out at Kim's house. We were invited to our PD's house for dinner and a boat ride.
Next week we start our full orientation at winter park, we get to meet our resident seniors and most of the faculty. I received my schedule for the next month of OB. It is pretty scary. night float my third week on.
Last friday of doing nothing. heres to a good weekend.