By 0730 I had admitted 2 people to hospital, pronounced someone dead and written up the complicated meds for a palliative patient.
By 0930 I had seen 4 patients in clinic before being called to emergency to look after an unstable 11 year old girl before transferring her to a more appropriate hospital.
By 1030 I was back in clinic with a backlog of patients and my "breaks" being filled with more patients.
By 1230 I had caught up enough to eat lunch.
By 1630 I was all caught up with my clinic patients, had made 3 phone calls and accepted 2 patients to be admitted to hospital.
By 1730 I was feeling cocky and started cooking dinner.
By 1830 I was sitting in a one room emergency department with 3 unstable patients, taking bloods off one, asking for oxygen on another and realising with a jab of fear that I was in charge of this chaos. That the two nurses were looking at me for what to do. Then Bingley called and I chatted to my girls and wanted to giggle at the ridiculousness of chatting about how art class went today and what they made in the sandpit as I sorted out troponins and ECGs.
By 2030 I had sorted everybody out and I came home to eat my half cooked lukewarm dinner.
By 2130 I had fielded 3 phone calls about my full hospital and had changed finally out of my work clothes.
By 2230 I hope to be asleep, as I have to get up at 0130 to take bloods and I also am fully booked out at clinic tomorrow.
Wheeeeee
2 comments:
What an eventful day.
Busy day! At least it will go fast. Better than being too boring... right?
Is it what you imagined?
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