This is a reblog of my own stuff from my writing site, The Inconvenient Muse – a rant on writing, doctoring, and impostor syndrome. Still relevant today, though I may have a few new bits to add in the next week or two (assuming I keep up with this blogging thing).
We are hardcore.
We don’t like to say it. Doctors, nurses, and other folks in the medical profession known for the long shifts, the 80-hour weeks and the life-and-death scenarios, we like to say “Ah well, it’s just what it is. We signed up for this.”
That may be true, but that doesn’t make it any less ridiculous.
I say this as someone who is on the “softer” side of the medical profession with my choice of specialty; this week I will have only worked 72 hours in six 12-hour increments. I’m in the emergency department as part of my overall intern-year curriculum, though it is not my area of study – it is expected that I be able to manage these patients with the help of my attending physician and make halfway decent decisions if I have an unstable patient while waiting for the real expert to show up…
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