A collection of my thoughts “BS – before surgery” and “DS- during surgery.”
BS: Ugh, I have to wake up at 5:30 AM tomorrow. Life is terrible.
DS: I get to wake up at 5:30 AM tomorrow! I can’t wait to sleep in!
BS: It would be really terrible to be in a car accident. Physical injuries are undesirable, and I don’t have time to be in the hospital.
DS: It would be really terrible to be in a car accident. I’d be brought to the trauma bay at my hospital and all of my residents and attendings will notice that I haven’t shaved my legs in a week.
BS: I’m going to take care of my body! Let’s do Pilates and eat healthy foods every day!
DS: I thought about doing exercise twice this week. Then, I promptly fell asleep at 7:30 PM with a handful of my trail mix dinner firmly grasped.
BS: Maintaining my social life in medical school is really important to me and my sanity.
DS: Wait, who are you again?
I’ve successfully survived trauma surgery! Tomorrow, I start a two week rotation on “Minimally Invasive Surgery,” which kind of makes me laugh because I’ve been doing laparoscopic surgeries (read: operations with small incisions to insert tools and a camera) for weeks now for appendices and gallbladders gone wild. Realistically, this is the bariatric service, because their main focus is gastric bypass.
Either way, gone are the days of 24 hour call and running to the emergency room for traumas. If only the days of waking up at 3:45 AM would go, too.
…and somehow, even though I know I’m not a surgeon and I most certainly do not love being conscious at 4 AM, I still love what I’m doing. And that makes everything worth it.