It’s 9 months into HO-ship (gasp, if I were pregnant, I would be close to delivering!) haha, don’t ask me how this odd thought crept into my mind. When I was young I thought being pregnant was a real nuisance, like carrying this horrid lump on your front for soooo long!
Back to the topic at hand though. I feel so rusty… and bored, not much of job satisfaction now. I think the upper echelons are more interested in the no. of implants used (and thus the revenus generated) rather than the actual care of the patient. Referrals are made to ‘cover our asses’ while the good of the patient seems to come in secondary. - at least there’s the law to ensure those who’ve lost their passion for medicine still toe the line! It’s no doubt a disturbing and heart-stopping relevation for some people though.
Funny thing is, I don’t think I’d be advising those intending to apply for medicine school to quit and run as far away in the opposite direction. I think it’s really their personal choice, after I tell them the brutalities and the unpleasant going-ons that we face daily.
Don’t know if I’m sad or happy to know that I am not totally disillusioned yet. Sometimes, I feel that the only thing that’s keeping me working is actually making sure that patient’s get the most well-rounded care I can offer while admitted under my care. Sighz. Luckily there’s still something to hold on to. Or my sanity goes next…
