It’s hard for me to admit this, but a week has actually passed where I did not enjoy work.
This week I switched over to the other hospital in our complex. I’m technically doing internship at two hospitals, so now that I have completed two months in O&G at the one, it’s time to do two months in O&G at the other. And… it’s not the same. The one is an inner-city hospital, the other is a more rural hospital.
But the differences don’t end there.
Even though they are both public hospitals in the same city, they are vastly different. The resources are different. The environment is different. The nursing is so different. I had to operate in size 7 gloves this week, even though I normally take a size 6. I asked the nurses every day to find me smaller gloves, even size 6,5, and they couldn’t be bothered. Eventually I “borrowed” some from another department. Same with needles. We only had 20G needles, and frankly, it’s just inhumane to take blood with those. Eventually I went to the stock room myself to get smaller needles because the nursing staff couldn’t be bothered.
It may be hard for people to understand this, but this problem is not easy to solve because nobody wants to waste their energy. Complaints lodged get ignored. I don’t really feel like explaining the intricacies of the whole situation. Suffice to say it kind of sucks. Bureaucracy and bitterness and I don’t want to get sucked into the vortex of being angry, but not angry enough to do something about it. But I also don’t want to become known as THAT intern because… I still have to work here for half of my internship.
I suppose it’s normal that it would be difficult right after the switch. But it’s hard for me because I loved the first hospital from Day 1. And this one… is just so emotionally exhausting.
Not really sure how else to explain it. If it had started out this way I would have adjusted, but since it started so well, it is difficult to adjust to things suddenly taking a downward turn.
So anyway. That’s me being a downer today.