Peeeeeep

Carrying a pager must be like having a child. It's chained to your side. It never stops making noise...and when it does you worry why it's being so quiet. If you ask it to wait because you're busy it chirps every two minutes until you give it attention. You can't turn it off because somebody may die. And at the end of the day, when it's time to be quiet, you look at it and say "if you make just one more peep"...what does it do? It peeps. 

Fellow resident: can we put patient on depakote sprinkles??? Once in my life I want to order depakote sprinkles!! ...or a ketamine dart. That would be fun. 

Back on Medicine

So I'm back on medicine. And as expected, I am miserable. It's just not my thing. Getting up at 4:30 in the morning with the knowledge that I may not get home until after six, seven, even NINE some nights just makes me hate life.

And yesterday some dimwit nurse called me to tell me that one of my patients had refused their 2pm heparin dose. She told me this at 4pm....

A few days ago a unit secretary called to tell me that one of my patients was returning from the OR, and would I mind putting in a diet order because the nurse was asking. When I said (cheerfully) that I did it almost an hour ago, the secretary said "OH! Ok, I'll look."....why neither the secretary or the nurse bothered to look irks me.