I am utterly exhausted, and so frustrated with being such a bad physician and intern, and just wish I knew how to improve. ANY ADVICE WELCOME!
But at least we have irony. Here's for the irony of the week awards:
1. My patient asked me if I have any children. "No," I replied. "Why?" His answer: "You're very maternal." If only he knew. Maybe caring for patients will have to be my maternal outlet. I've come to expect only the absolute worst. I keep myself going by reminding myself that my Heaven will have six babies eating for me, and my great-grandmother too.
2. I keep getting email from some breastfeeding organization. Seriously!? I couldn't do that even if I were ever going to have babies.
3. I also get invited to the Family Planning Conference on a School-of-Medicine-wide email. Again, seriously!? My single streak ovary and I only wish I had to worry about family planning. Instead I must plan a life with no family and learn to accept it with grace.
4. Several people this week asked me "How's the baby?" or "You must be getting excited." I don't think this one needs an explanation.