Started volunteering at the Orthopaedics office with quite the excitement. After a brief introduction to the rest of the practice staff, I shadowed the doctor as he saw patients. Not bad for the first day. First a casting, nothing too intense...just some fiberglass around a broken wrist. I probably looked like a fidgety mess; where should I stand? I'm definitely in the way. the doc thinks I'm an idiot? Am I smiling too much? Definitely, stop smiling. Don't make the patient nervous. Geeze, being someone's shadow is much more difficult than I thought. Several patients later and I've got the smile level down--I think.
Several patients later. Why do I feel as all the blood is rushing away from my head? Wow, when did it get so hot in here? Whatever you do, don't pass out IN the exam room. Visions of forever being "that Volunteer that passed out--more trouble than she was worth really" flew through my head. But how to leave? Phew, I made it into the bathroom. Let's just say I did mail the rest of the shift. Can you say embarrassing?
I have no problem with blood. The surgery scenes on Nip/Tuck are my favs--I enjoy them more than any other Christian Troy scene. So, of course, the incident sent my spiraling in a "what-am-i-doing-I'm-never-going-to-survive-Med-School" haze. Thanks JC for the much needed, "You're going to be a great doctor." Gosh knows I needed the encouragement!
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