nambour week 1

mood: a little down...
state i'm in: such a pleasant place to not be on holidays.
tune: tori amos 'cornflake girl'.


i took today off, which means my first week in nambour was over prematurely… just a three day week to start with.

whilst seeing a patient yesterday, a man in the next bed arrested, which must be the most exciting thing that has happened thus far. i have not seen such a cataclysmic convergence of medical staff before in my short career, from a nurse tapping me on the shoulder to help, to her then realising I was a lowly student, then grabbing the intern to check the patient, then there were a dozen then twenty or more hospital staff members standing around observing this man’s chest being compressed to a third depth, or assist in handing something requested by the resuscitation team. i just stood idly by and watched.

other than that, my first week has taught me that really i have few answers. i cannot answer my supervisors with certainty of my correctness, and i cannot answer many of the patients’ queries due to concerns of not saying what the reg or consultant would say. i cannot do the job as good as anyone else can, so it makes doing any job at all tough.

nevertheless, i am willing to persist for now, in spite of my mother’s warning me to beware of the noravirus infection in nambour general, pressing on hoping to one day become competent in something.

the most i can say for now is that my efforts in my first week have been a quite self-deprecating endeavour.

at least life on the sunny coast is pretty good - beach nearby, friendly locals, and a comfy house to live in with a couple of good roommates. not all complaints up here.