I had my first med/surg clinical yesterday. After a summer, semester of OB and PEDS, and a winter break this clinical was very much like riding a bike when you haven't ridden one for a while.
Part of the day was like old habits--turn a patient, take vitals, change linens, make sure call button is within in reach. However part of the day was that "tipping falling of the bike, do I really remember what I am doing" feeling. I had forgotten how hard it can be to hear lung sounds and feel pulses on elderly sick patients. I had purposely blocked out of my memory how heart breaking it is to hear a vent patient cough. I forgot how heavy overweight low weight barring patients can be.
The biggest impression made on me yesterday however was how blessed I am to be young and healthy. It is really hard to watch a patients O2 saturation go down simple because you turned them or took their vitals. Seeing that makes me thankful for the health I have and causes me to want to do what I can to keep that health for as long as possible.
Hopefully, I will have many more clinical stories to tell throughout this semester.
Live joy.
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