Yep, that's it. One more day.
This month has been a test in stamina. I was going to say that it has felt like a marathon, but having run a marathon, I actually thought the marathon was tougher.
Last night I admitted somebody with an asthma attack to the CCU service. At 2:30 this am, I just didn't have the spark needed to try to block the admission. I didn't have the energy anymore to tell the ER resident it was bullshit admitting this patient. I didn't have the energy to tell the medicine service to admit this patient for asthma. Rather, it was easier for me to spend the half hour and admit him to my service knowing that we would treat his asthma and send him home today. The best part of admitting him was knowing that my attending was going to have a minor fit, and that was part of the reason to not fight the admission. Every call I've blocked at least 2-4 bullshit admission to the CCU service, and quite frankly last night I just couldn't care less about bullshit admissions...