11 F*cking Months

Well, it was nice to be back to work for a few weeks. Until I found out I was getting THE SHAFT at work next month-in that I'll be working solo. Not that I mind so much, because in 11 months I won't have an intern to do the scut work for me, and not that I'll mind much because I'll have a real salary, but what I mind is the unprofessional way in which the program has been handling things...
 
11 Fucking Months left. Until residency is over.
 
I was sitting in a meeting today, listening to whining, whining, whining.. all about work load and hours that we work. It's freaking pathetic. Don't get me wrong, I am pretty vocal about things I don't like, but not one to complain about working hard, or long hours-it's our job.
 
Not that Bara was perfect, but god I wish I could be back there. Shit happens. The job is hard. Like it or get the fuck out.
 
2 year ago in July, I was a pediatric ward senior resident. We had a great month. I'm not getting the same feeling heading into August.
 
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Moving on

I'm in chicago, on my layover headed home from Hawaii.

The wedding was fantastic, the whole trip was a great distraction from life. We had a blast, did lots of relaxing and laughing, and made new friends. It was also just great to be away.

But now i am headed back to reality. I think I am ready for what lies ahead. As for work, I'm getting SHAFTED in august as they have taken away my intern so I get to do the scut work that the intern does. As for post-residency plans, i am still trying to sort through options... August will be busy.

More soon.

To the beach

hello

Had a great, but quick, stealth trip to denver over the weekend.  It was great to be surrounded by family (and a few friends), and the new additions to the family are gorgeous!

I am now headed, out to Hawaii for a wedding. will be back to Massachusetts on Monday. But for now, i think a few days of sunshine and rest are well deserved given recent events...

more soon.

Auto pilot

15 days ago I had the answers. I knew the job I was applying for. I knew what I wanted to do for the next year or two. I came back with expectations to coast for a year-when I got back to the US.

 

And Randall's death has confused me. And all of a sudden I am not sure what I want. I am not sure about my professional plans. I am not sure about my personal plans.

 

I am just on auto pilot.

 

But it is oddly refreshing to be back at my home hospital. I am enjoying a comfort zone there; a comfort zome that I have never experienced before. It's a comfort zone with my ability to function as a doctor, and a comfort zone being back in an institution where I'm so well known that people think I'm an attending. I have found it oddly comforting being back in such a familiar surrounding.

 

I'm going to Denver on Friday. It's a trip that has been planned for a few moths now. I can't express how much I'm looking forward to being in the presence of my family. In the troubles of the past 2 weeks, knowing that I am going to be with them is what has kept me going--that I am going to be with my brothers, my dad, and their wives, as well as seeing my nieces and nephews has been keeping me going.

 

In the meantime, please don't ask me what I plan to do down the road. All I know is that I doing tomorrow. It's day-by-day for now.

 

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RIP Randall

Dec 20, 1976 - July 7, 2009
I know there are no guarantees in life...

Blog postings on hold for a bit.
Randall: http://randallchina.blogspot.com/