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Day 1 lessons

So...I made it through my first day in the emergency room. I arrived 45 minutes early (just to be safe), and the day went fairly well overall. Of course, I was far from perfect...I accidentally introduced myself as Michelle to the first few patients, occasionally forgot that I am allowed to make medical decisions (transferring a patient, giving medications, etc.)...and forgot my pager at home (so when the radiologist was attempting to reach me to tell me that the ultrasound I ordered to rule out a DVT [blood clot] had actually ruled in a blood clot...I didn't respond, and he angrily called my attending. Oh well. At least I was obsessively checking the ultrasound result so that I had already known what he was paging to tell me!

 I hope that I managed everyone appropriately and that everyone I treated today is safely home and doing well. I can't believe that the first prescription I ever signed was for a narcotic, but...it was. 

 On the home front, we had our storage unit delivered today. It got here at 1:30 pm, and by the time I got home at 6:15, Chris had moved in and set up the couch, the bed, the coffee table, the kitchen table, the desk, a butcher's rack in the kitchen, and a bunch of other stuff...I was pretty impressed (all of those items required assembly)! There is still a lot more "settling" to do, but we'll get it done eventually! 

 Off for a dog walk and then to bed...as my chief resident just texted me, "This was not a dream...you have to do it again tomorrow!" 

 Links: first day of residency and a year inside a medical residency


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Location: South Burlington, VT, USA

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  1. kjpJune 29, 2013 at 3:55 PM

    That sounds like you a did a great job! Keep up the good work. I'm sure that you were phenomenal.

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