OB Call

So remember in my last post how I talked about my current rotation? And then how I stated that it wasn't that bad? Well... I lied. Or at least it seems right now like I lied. Sure its an outpatient rotation. Sure its not quite as busy as other rotations. But then there is the 5 OB calls that I have to do. And that is definitely not cool. 5 calls? What am I, an intern? And OB calls none the less. The one I am currently on has gone okay, only a few laboring mothers. But still man... OB call?

I think its hilarious that today's more established (older) physicians have a hard time understanding why new doctors place lifestyle as an important factor in choosing a location. Here's an idea... maybe if you didn't give your residents three years of the worst lifestyle you can imagine (while still following RRC regulations) you might produce a group of people a little less concerned with making the punishment end. I might consider an in house call if I wasn't so incredibly, acutely aware of how terrible it is on your sanity, constitution, love life, and personal life. Oh sure, there are arguments about continuity. And I know continuity is important... but is it worth a doctor who is sleep deprived, unhealthy, unhappy, and probably not at his/her best? I don't think so. I know that I want my doctor, the person prescribing me dangerous chemicals, the person responsible for keeping watch for dangerous illness that could KILL ME to be WELL F***ING RESTED, and if at all possible: HAPPY. If you've worked over 12 hours and you walk into my room, I am finding a new doctor.

"Oh you don't want to do OB?" they ask, incredulously... NO, of course I don't want to do OB. Every OB/GYN or FM w/ OB I have met is overworked, sleep deprived, and either A) Doesn't have a family, B) Doesn't have a family nearby or C) Is miserable. Guess what... that sucks. So forgive me if I leave OB care to those masochistic/crazy enough to do it.

/rant.

Anyway, overall today could have been a lot worse so far. I know because I have worked those days. I hope and pray I get some sleep tonight. That would be fantastic. I might even get to enjoy my life tomorrow instead of passing out on the couch for 6 hours only to wake up with a headache and a mean case of insomnia.

As an update from last week, the interviews/negotiations went fantastic this week. Only one interview left before everything can be set in stone/legally binding ink. I am pretty sure I know where Mandi and I are going to be in a year and a half (Lord willing). Its a nice place, and I feel like I can do well there. Like I said, nothing is final, still some talking to do. But its nice to be moving along.

And last but certainly not least, I got to meet my little niece! Ava Wiseheart is adorable. I got to hold her and everything. Perhaps cooler than that was watching my dad hold her. I don't know if I can ever think of him as Grandpa Sawlaw... maybe it will take kids of my own? During my time in Monticello seeing her was the highlight, but time with Dad and PawPaw was priceless as well. Even got to wrastle with Rudy Dog.

And now, back to work.