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Internship: Day 2 and a Glorious Weekend

Friday my first day of clinical work as an Intern began.I was nearly late because the new hospital is a bit of a maze, but luckily the consultant was later.

We were given some grace to sort out things with HR – forms upon forms that needed to be filled out, like commuted overtime forms (erm… whoop whoop?).

After missioning through some admin (I still need to get access to lab results and get my speed dial, but I think I’m purposefully delaying that…) we helped out in antenatal clinic.

I SAW PATIENTS. I SIGNED OFF ON THEM MYSELF. I PRESCRIBED MEDICINES TO THEM WITHOUT HAVING SOMEONE CHECKING OVER MY SHOULDER. I DID NOT GET CALLED BY THE PHARMACY FOR CLARIFICATION.

It felt so strange! Just a month ago I could not prescribe without having a supervisor co-sign, and now I’m deemed competent.

It was also the first time a patient called me “doctor” without it being an error.

So… that was the first day of clinical duty. We worked til 16:00 and I was so tired that I was not sure I would get home in one piece. I hope the exhaustion gets a little better because that was just ridiculous.

Friday evening we went to a braai at a nearby beach, organised by the second-year interns and that was fantastic (free food sponsored by the South African Medical Association). It was awesome, we all met so many people.

The rest of the weekend has been dedicated to running, sleeping, baking cookies* (yum) and buying some of the things I still need. Like gumboots. I refuse to have my shoes ruined by amniotic fluid, meconium and blood (triple-yum).

You may notice that “reading” is conspicuously absent from this list. I have not managed to read this entire year. (Four days, but it’s still painful.) I hope I can remedy that somehow, but right now I have to read some ESMOE protocols.

* If you know me personally, you probably don’t believe that I actually baked. Well, I did. Delicious peanut butter cookies. Here is a picture of me throwing the dough around, because I am that comfortable in the kitchen. 😛

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13 thoughts on “Internship: Day 2 and a Glorious Weekend”

  1. I’m glad to hear you survived your first days and had what sounds like an awesome weekend (minus the lack of reading)! The tired gets better. I’m not sure it goes away during internship, but it does somehow become more “normal.”

  2. Sounds like you had quite the day! It’s always nice to relax a little and try new things. I hope I can get some hiking and more running in before the sun gets too hot this semester. All the best to you as your career advances 🙂

  3. I think that the transition from student to intern is so weird, mainly because there’s no actual transition whatsoever. One day you’re a student, and the next… you have all this responsibility. Crazy! Clearly you’ve been rocking it 🙂

  4. Good luck with your internship. I find the idea terrifying – as opposed tol weird- I don’t think I’m good enough in drug doses. Ahh 6 months to internship

    1. You know, there are so few drug doses I actually know. We have a bunch on manuals that they gave us and I use them every day. Little by little you start remembering the important and common things. You’re going to love Internship once you get there – it is a million times better than med school. At least, so far it is…

  5. Perhaps I should get myself a pair of boots as well. Amniotic fluid is not my favourite thing….no ma’am. I hope we get used to the tiring part of the job…all I ever want to do is to collapse into my bed after work which is not cool at all cos I should be socialising but I’m just too tired. Looking forward to the day when I can be tired and thrive…see you around kid.

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