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. 😛