The last week has not been nearly as fantastic as the bliss of surfing in costa rica and quilting at the lake. It was all courses, and orientation, and administrative crap, and forms to sign, and insurance to fill out. It was the sort of long penetratingly dry days that threaten to crack your soul. And it made me start to doubt that I still loved medicine. I mean maybe Medical School was a sort of responsibility-free eutopia that didn't reflect the real world job I was getting into.
...until tonight....
Tonight I worked my first clinic. An after hours walk-in clinic at the family practice centre. It was beautiful. It wasn't fancy, there were no crazy diagnoses, but I loved it! I smiled non-stop for three and a half hours. And it occurred to me - that this is truly my joy. I love seeing patients. I love joking with them to cheer them up. I love the logical puzzle of their illnesses. I love being privileged to all their secrets. And it makes me giddy to introduce myself as Doctor.
This is my happy place! (Well besides Home Depot...that obviously scores a close 2nd....and a 3rd for the fabric store)
As Mandy said - I'm living my dream every day....
....I never want to wake up.
Lots of love
Pamela
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