The days of goo..

I have spent the last 6 weeks working in obstetrics and gynecology. If you know me, you know this is not my favourite area. Not even close. In fact I have said many many times to many people - I don't like vagina. And you know...its not just the va-jay-jay in general, although it would be bad enough to spend your day just looking at people's hoo-haas, but its also the amount of blood and goo and trauma involved in birthing a child.

I am tired of people thinking I am crazy. They say things like - but isn't it so magical to be there when a new life starts? Well, yes it is very special to hold a little one and feel them gasp in their first breath. BUT - I'm pretty sure the moment when their life started happened about 9 months ago, and may have been magical for the mom and dad, but I sure as heck wasn't there.

It is hours and hours of not-so-patient waiting and then about a half hour of internal panic attack on my part. It is scary, and unpredictable, and I'm pretty sure I've already mentioned the blood and goo. Oh and yesterday I got blood splashed all over my face. That's right - all over my face and in my eyes. And then I got to sit there with blood on my face for 20 more minutes while I sewed her up. EWWWWWWWwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

I think what this rotation has taught me is that it is not ok to settle for a job you don't love. It's just unacceptable for anyone to stay in a place that makes them feel like this. It eats out your soul. And I'm thankful I have learned this now, and can tailor my career in the way I see fit - but I encourage anyone who feels stuck in a job they don't love to run for the hills! Get the heck out!


Pamela

Currently reading: The House of God (it feeds into my current bitterness with this job)
Currently listening to: Barenaked Ladies Greatest Hits