First day on the wards. It was a tad crazy and it's definitely going to take me a while to get into the swing of it. I hate looking like a prat but for the next few months I am going to have to eat my humble pie.
The picture above is a good representation of what happened today. The cardiac arrest bleep went off and about 15 of us charged through the hospital and gathered round a patient. The phrase too many cooks spoil the broth springs to mind. In our case though we are not even proper cooks but amateurs...more of a stew than a broth!
My first call was to see a patient with itchy elbows! I joke you not. I prescribed her E45 cream and piriton..Rocket science!
Anyway I am tired and have sore feet. The life of bumming around is over but I will look on the bright side...I have a salary! Scary, prat like moments to come. I will keep you updated on the most embarrassing ones.
Before I left this morning I was reading Colossians remix
"So chosen by God for this new life of love, dress in the wardrobe God picked out for you: compassion, kindness, humility, quiet strength, discipline. Be even tempered, content with second place, quick to forgive an offence.....And regardless of what else you put on, wear love. It's your basic all purpose garment. Never be without it...
Do your best. Work from your heart for the real master, for God, confident that you will get paid in full when you come into your inheritance. Keep in mind that the ultimate master you are serving is Christ."
It is easier said than done but I'm hoping for a few defining moments with regards to serving the sick this year. A lot of people need love and that is our basic principle.
I have this little prayer stuck in the first page of my new journal for this year:
"Help me to find my happiness in the acceptance of what your purpose is for me. In friendly eyes, in work well done, in quietness born of trust and most of all in the awareness of the presence of your presence in my spirit" (Celtic prayer book)
Here goes my mad year as a junior doc. If you get sick don't come to Craigavon hospital, at least not for a few months.