Life and loathes of a new doctor: Putting it into perspective
It's the small, but infuriating and exasperating things in hospital medicine that really rip my knitting. Each day there are numerous obstacles and barriers put in the way of a house officer. They test and try us and push our coping strategies to the limit.
It's so annoying when the pharmacy telephones to insist that you rewrite an entire discharge prescription because you've written tablets instead of capsules. Or when the phlebotomist is unable to bleed a patient and you know they have veins like the Clyde Tunnel. It's so frustrating to get a message from the biochemistry lab that the really important sample you sent has haemolysed.
I was convinced that the world was out to get me. I had finished a 12 hour receiving shift an hour and a half late, after one of the busiest most chaotic days of my life. I came out to find that