Friday, January 23, 2015

There must be a reason

At this very moment, I am sitting in a bus en route to Hobart. The first of many future trips, I would presume.

Ahh Hobart, the place I have lived in for the past 3 years. I used to think of it as a boring little town, until I came to Burnie. Now Hobart feels like paradise.

What is my calling, dear Lord? Why is it that you have sent me here? There isn't much for me in this place. Burnie is beautiful, breathtaking even. But there is no dance, there is no pole. There is no one, and nothing I love. Just long, lonely nights and endless phone calls that will never be the same.

Who am I then, without all those that sustain me?

My workplace was pretty great, but ortho is physically and emotionally draining. We have half the workforce but the similar patient load as Hobart. Go figure.

Three weeks down, Forty nine more to go.



There must be a reason. Even if I couldn't see it just yet. This I believe.  

Monday, January 12, 2015

Beginner's luck?

So the past week has been a blur of events. Orientation week for new interns. It was overwhelming; with zillions of forms to fill in, wrapping our heads around the system, organizing salary packaging and ID cards etc. Upside is we get paid though. So am not complaining. Heh.

Today marks my first day working as a doctor. An orthopedic intern, to be exact. Gosh, I am still getting used to having the title Dr in front of my name. Signing patients' charts, ordering bloods and scans... For one, it felt so strange that suddenly my signature became of so much value. Everything I write becomes an order that people would actually care to follow.
To think of the responsibilities!

I have to say, it was exhilarating.

Waking up at 5.30am to turn up at work before 7am wasn't much fun though. Dear me, I am never a morning person! Strangely enough, I wasn't dozing off at work. (much.) Guess it's the adrenaline rush that sustained me.

At the end of the day, all I hope is that I made the right call for my patients. That Cephalexin I started; that Tramadol I ceased...

So I survived the day. And hopefully that'll be the case for the many more days to come. Tomorrow is yet another new day; with new challenges, new unknowns, new opportunities to make or to break.

Till then, I pray with all my might that I won't kill anyone.