intern year
It's been almost a month since I started intern year, and I'm not entirely sure if I'm still a human or if any of this is real life anymore. Everyone told me residency is hard, and the hours are horrible and they were correct. But no one prepared me for days that feel like a sheer shitshow, the emotional turmoil, the myriad of ways you can mess up, and how your entire life almost HAS to revolve around the hospital. No one prepared me for all the non-medicine things that take up most of your day. No one prepared me for the 8 emergencies that will all happen simultaneously on hour 16. No one prepared me for the several hours of arguing with a respiratory therapist to make sure my patient doesn't code on her way down to a CT scan. And yet, I genuinely love it. There was a moment earlier this month on floors, when someone was putting out waaaaaay too much urine while also slightly overcorrecting for hyponatremia and I just messaged the fellow and asked if i can start D5 as...
