cold cold december
December's here already. How did it creep up on us? Do I say this every year?
It snowed for real today for the first time this winter. As I was chipping away at the ice that had formed all over my car today after work, I just kept thinking... what the hell. It's so friggin cold! I need to be back in California!
I started as NICU senior last week. It's been 4 days and I've already worked 52 hrs. I'm on call tomorrow. My first day there, I didn't pee for over 12 hours. And not because I had to and just didn't have time, but because I was just that dehydrated!! Scary.
NICU senior is waaay better than being an intern. Except it's much worse in some ways... Yes, I know how to change vent settings based on blood gases. Yes, I know how to do procedures (doesn't necessarily mean I can get them done, 100% of the time, but I know HOW). Yes, I know how to write admit orders and fluid orders and blah blah. But all of a sudden, I'm supervising 40 sick babies. I'm pulled in 5 million different directions at the same time. It's crazy. I can't imagine ever being an intensivist, of any kind. It's just TOO intense! Ack.
Tonight, we managed to have dinner with Phil in Chinatown. Yummy. We braved the snow. Plus I now have moon cakes to bring for the call team tomorrow! Yay. Maybe it will make the 30-hour shift that much better. *fingers crossed*
It snowed for real today for the first time this winter. As I was chipping away at the ice that had formed all over my car today after work, I just kept thinking... what the hell. It's so friggin cold! I need to be back in California!
I started as NICU senior last week. It's been 4 days and I've already worked 52 hrs. I'm on call tomorrow. My first day there, I didn't pee for over 12 hours. And not because I had to and just didn't have time, but because I was just that dehydrated!! Scary.
NICU senior is waaay better than being an intern. Except it's much worse in some ways... Yes, I know how to change vent settings based on blood gases. Yes, I know how to do procedures (doesn't necessarily mean I can get them done, 100% of the time, but I know HOW). Yes, I know how to write admit orders and fluid orders and blah blah. But all of a sudden, I'm supervising 40 sick babies. I'm pulled in 5 million different directions at the same time. It's crazy. I can't imagine ever being an intensivist, of any kind. It's just TOO intense! Ack.
Tonight, we managed to have dinner with Phil in Chinatown. Yummy. We braved the snow. Plus I now have moon cakes to bring for the call team tomorrow! Yay. Maybe it will make the 30-hour shift that much better. *fingers crossed*
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