A Brand-New Doctor
First day as a real doctor seeing real patients. F***. Why does this scare me so much? Sort of mini-flipping out. Had to read Up-to-date summaries in advance of every problem on the list. Which meant I got up an hour earlier than I needed to. This is not normal, certainly. All I see in my mind is a graph of y = 1/x. This is an approximation of how much you remember of what you learned in medical school, where y = stuff you know and x = time. I know I don't remember anything about being a doctor. How do people even do this job? Also, I'm doing it with a new system of insurances, charts, computers and people. It's like moving to another country.
Should I drink coffee? Would that just make matters worse? I would either be a. more enthusiastic and forget about my panic or b. have a panic attack.
Tough to decide. I'll give it another 90 seconds.
Today feels like a day of reckoninng. What if I went to the wrong residency and I didn't really learn what medicine was all about? What if my brain has developed an abnormal lesion or metabolic syndrome in the 3 months since I last worked as a doctor, which has caused me to be incapable of this job? It feels like it, anyway.
Ok. Calm. Down. When I walk in the room, it will still just be me and the patient. I can still smile at them and do my best to take care of what they need. Even if I need to look everything up.
OK. Going to look for coffee.
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