
I knew the day would come, but it sure seemed like a long time getting here. Now, it's come and gone!
I'm speaking, of course, of my last call as an intern. Monday was it. And boy did I earn my keep! (At least from my perspective, anyway.) I was busy all day and all night. I finally got to lie down to catch some shut eye at about 5:30 yesterday morning. I prefer to use the recliner in the resident office for that purpose. By 6:30, the other doctors were starting to show up and that pretty much ended my nap.
But, now, I'm mostly recovered and I'm looking forward to the opportunities this new year will offer to me.
As a second year resident, I'll continue my rotations with other doctors to learn from them. But when I'm on call, I'll be responsible for helping the interns when they need it - providing "back-up" when they get busy and writing a "second year" note on new admissions. Also, I'll be working at a different hospital across town. That's the primary location for my call this year. The one part about this year that's a little bit scary is that as a second year, I'll no longer be "post-call" the day following a night on call. I'll be expected to perform my regular duties every day. That's not a problem when you have a good night on call. But when you get a bad night . . . that will be a whole different story.
So, I suspect that I'll have a host of new experiences to share this year. Maybe I'll be a little less harried. We'll have to wait and see about that one, I guess.