Sep 27, 2015 19:46
One month ago I was revelling in the fact that I was home and yet...the precipice between the known and the unknown was there, and what lay beyond was looming, dark...
Well, I'm starting week 4 of my clinical rotation at the hospital tomorrow and all I can say is: all that unknown? Shapes and forms are slowly assuming more definition. Colors indistinguishable from the black are growing brighter. I no longer feel anxious when I arrive, but excited to do my job, to share in my patients' triumphs, to plan out new approaches to their care. More and more, I am understanding that this day-to-day immersion is the only way I could truly find confidence in working in the acute hospital environment. I am also amazed at how much I really know. Imagine, that whole year of book learning in the morning and practical application in the afternoon forged reliable connections between my neurons. I'd love to see their activity patterns when I watch a pt perform a task...
And when I'm not challenging my abilities to keep up with the rest of the staff? Baking, reading, and chillaxing as the groovy chick I am. Hey, it's all about balance.
I'm finding it :)