I was on call last night. I was absolutely dreading this call shift as the prior call shift left me feeling completely defeated, frustrated, angry, and with little self confidence. I was in a funk all day Saturday morning in anticipation for heading in for the night shift. I prayed several times through out the day for a decent call shift without you-know-what hitting the fan every two seconds. Anyways, turns out my call shift wasn't that bad. And in fact, it was one of the best call shifts ever and I even got a couple hours of sleep (I think). At 3:00 am when I went to lay down, I got to thinking (agh! thinking will get me everytime!). All that I could think about was now that I was having a decent call shift, it made me realize even more just how crap-tastic my last few call shifts have been. Last night I actually got to eat dinner and I actually got to go to the bathroom which is a far cry from the prior call shift that was so stinkin crazy that I never even had a chance to sit down. 16+ straight hours (well in technicality, my last call shift was at the end of a 12 hour work day, gotta love residency) of running around and it took a call shift like last night to realize even more that, yep, I was right - I'm not over-exaggerating when I say life as a resident if absolutely crazy sometimes. Yeah, that prior call shift still ranks as the crappiest day of residency. Ever. So glad to have had a normal call shift last night. So, so thankful. I needed that to regain some sanity.
~Ashley
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