slipped off the blogging wagon again. going to be more intentional in this endeavor.
been thinking about life plans a lot recently and getting stressed out. i know myself to be someone who has to have things figured out months in advance... and although i know what i'm doing for the next year and a half with residency, i'm finally at the point that i have to figure out what i really want to be when i grow up. trying desperately to hang on to the precious moments in the present and not worry about the future too much. trying.
well if you are what you love,
and you do what you love,
i will always be the sun and moon to you.
and if you share with your heart
yeah, you give with your heart,
what you share with the world is what it keeps of you
-noah and the whale
let me learn from where i've been; my eyes to serve, my hands to learn -mumford & sons
07 November 2012
12 September 2012
back in the saddle
so it's been a solid 9 months since i've blogged anything. you can gestate a BABY in that time. holy crap. i'm trying to start writing again both for my sanity and reconnection to the world around me.
even though it's been 9 months, the time has been a blur. after finishing up a rough stretch last fall, i spent a few months getting my bearings as an intern. i finished out strong on one of our grueling ward services and started my 2nd year on vacation. ::sigh of relief:: henry and i didn't do anything epic for vacation, although i did spend a few days in montreal with him on a business trip and we moved to a new apartment.
my first true rotation of my 2nd year of residency was 5 weeks of oncology. i sent a huge proportion of my patients to either heaven (they died) or the ICU (they tried to die)-- in both cases spending a lot of time crying. i cried both for the patients' lives and their families' grief, but also for the frustration i felt with a system that often forced me to be the one to discuss with the patient their poor prognosis and impending death.
i just finished 2.5 weeks of night shift at our allen hospital, a small 3-story community hospital in northern manhattan (inwood). i was THE medicine resident in-house overnight, meaning i admitted medicine patients, acted as the arrest resident, and frequently checked on the medicine intern in the ICU. in general, the acuity was less, although i did have several nights in a row with incredibly sick patients requiring ICU care. i had the opportunity to make some really interesting diagnoses. all-in-all, although tiring and annoying to work overnight, the rotation really helped boost my confidence in my ability to function as a resident.
a few things that have changed over the past few months that you can expect to hear more about: living at a new apartment that stretches our creativity in space/function, started working out with a trainer to get in shape, and really starting to enjoy iphone photography.
additionally, just spent the past weekend at a bed and breakfast in provincetown, cape cod with henry for a post-night-shift getaway. here are a few (iphone) pictures from the trip:
a look down an alley on commerical street to the bay
getting ready to board our whale-watching boat
on the shore
buoys by the bay
the cape by twilight
even though it's been 9 months, the time has been a blur. after finishing up a rough stretch last fall, i spent a few months getting my bearings as an intern. i finished out strong on one of our grueling ward services and started my 2nd year on vacation. ::sigh of relief:: henry and i didn't do anything epic for vacation, although i did spend a few days in montreal with him on a business trip and we moved to a new apartment.
my first true rotation of my 2nd year of residency was 5 weeks of oncology. i sent a huge proportion of my patients to either heaven (they died) or the ICU (they tried to die)-- in both cases spending a lot of time crying. i cried both for the patients' lives and their families' grief, but also for the frustration i felt with a system that often forced me to be the one to discuss with the patient their poor prognosis and impending death.
i just finished 2.5 weeks of night shift at our allen hospital, a small 3-story community hospital in northern manhattan (inwood). i was THE medicine resident in-house overnight, meaning i admitted medicine patients, acted as the arrest resident, and frequently checked on the medicine intern in the ICU. in general, the acuity was less, although i did have several nights in a row with incredibly sick patients requiring ICU care. i had the opportunity to make some really interesting diagnoses. all-in-all, although tiring and annoying to work overnight, the rotation really helped boost my confidence in my ability to function as a resident.
a few things that have changed over the past few months that you can expect to hear more about: living at a new apartment that stretches our creativity in space/function, started working out with a trainer to get in shape, and really starting to enjoy iphone photography.
additionally, just spent the past weekend at a bed and breakfast in provincetown, cape cod with henry for a post-night-shift getaway. here are a few (iphone) pictures from the trip:
a look down an alley on commerical street to the bay
getting ready to board our whale-watching boat
on the shore
buoys by the bay
the cape by twilight
21 January 2012
paradise found
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