5 Minutes Till Midnight

Today was a wierd day, wierd because although I'm not leaving the NICU for another week, it was a day of goodbyes and goofy relaxed joking (like a "last day"). My two attendings for the different teams, who we have had for most of our NICU rotation were switching to the non-resident team and new attendings were rotating on. So today they bought us breakfast and lunch from fancy places, gave us individual evaluations, and said their goodbyes until 3rd year (although we go to other NICU's, we won't come back here for 2 years). Somehow the nurses caught on to the mood and were remarking on how we did during our time here, so although not much happened for me to reflect on today, it was a day full of people reflecting on me.

It made me nervous to know that we had evaluations today...I don't like them. If you did "bad", you sit in a room 1 on 1 with the attending and discuss what you can do to remedy the situation (which hasn't happened to me...yet...but I've heard stories from friends). If you did "good", you have the equally uncomfortable task of sitting in front of someone who you respect, listening to them go on about all your accomplishments over the month (I don't know about you but I hate being singled out for anything...it's the one thing I don't like about this blog). I guess if I HAD TO choose between the two, I would decide on the latter and luckily for me, that's what it was, although I'm not entirely sure all that was said was deserved. While I hate doing evaluations, all in all, I suppose it was a nice feeling to know that barring any screw ups in the next week, my fellow interns and I have passed through the fires of the NICU unscathed, the only sadness I feel is that I was just starting to get comfortable here and really understand this place.

Of late (to my surprise) I have found myself getting done with my work WAY early, meeting all of my intern demands with ease, and comfortably answering questions from the nurses and patient's parents in that actual "doctor" personna. Here I'm becoming less of that student "playing" doctor and every day more and more of that person who comfortably fills out that big white coat that I was so scared of initially...the saddness comes from knowing that, in a weeks time, that feeling will be gone and I'll be moving on again to unfamiliar ground. Like the clock striking midnight from the stories, this stage coach is soon to be only a pumpkin once again.

Newbie Doc

...come on I'm not about to call myself a girl named Cinderella ;P

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