Back to my favorite place in the hospital - the general medical floors. This is the place that most uplifts my spirit and creates a true sense of fulfillment in my position as a physician. It's definitely not the place where 90-95% of my time is spent doing bullshit and dealing with bureaucracy. This is why I always come out feeling energized and pumped for the next day!
Drowning in sarcasm yet? I sure am, and I prefer that drowning sensation over being on the floors. Anyway, while I genuinely dislike working on the floors, I'm obviously being overdramatic. It's simply the least favorite place in the hospital, but it's also a necessary evil. I do sometimes learn things while on the floors, especially as I progress throughout my residency.
The wonderful news is that these are the last 2 weeks of floors that I'm ever going to do in my lifetime (assuming something doesn't go terribly wrong with my planned schedule). This is the only thing keeping me quite sane right now. Not to mention, the floor I got, by request, is not that bad. The attending also teaches, and I'm always happy to have refreshers on topics that I may have forgotten or become rusty on. This is arguably the best part of it for me, and I will be paying close attention so I can pick things up.
So I'm going to power through these 2 weeks and then revel in my escape from the medical hell known as the floors. The deeper I get into these 2 weeks, the brighter will be the light at the end of the tunnel, and it won't be a truck coming to hit me!
While I have a difficult March ahead of me (all night shifts intermixed with some intense board preparation which takes place during the day... no idea how I'm going to do this!), coming out of my final block of floors is going to be a rite of passage, and I will be feeling a weight off my shoulder - a sense of freedom.
Looking forward to that day!