Survived MICU. The Intensive Care Unit. Did the same rotation last year- and I had to cover all three big days: Christmas, my Birthday and ushering the New Year *bah*
Surprisingly, although I had some intense, nerve-wrecking, tahycardic-inducing moments when I was on call and "ruling" the unit, I had great times. I learnt so much, and I can honestly say I'm way more competent at dealing with crashing patients, patients actively dying, the terminally ill who are unstable. It's been a whole month of only hanging out with the ICU co-residents (I had an amazing group: my intern was super fun (and a big plus was he's a HUGE foodie too, so we'd drive to eat everytime post-call :) and the other co-senior residents who were super supportive of each other). We'd help each other out on days we get slammed, or overwhelmed and never once complained if we stayed til much later. I stuck lines into people's necks (I hate sticking sharp stuff/or sewing stuff into their skin) for antibiotics/pressors/fluids administration-and I know now I can do it on my own (although if I had a choice, Id rather not ;))
MICU was a rotation where you really learn how to handle crashing patients, and have to decide on the spot how best to manage a coding/unstable patient. My first few calls, when patients were unstable, Id be so nervous to make a decision and wasn't sure myself. Then, I learnt things quickly- because it becomes your bread and butter- and I became so much more confident/assured of my calls. Giving orders became effectively more assertive. It's a proud moment (haha) -but truthfully, you really learn!
Now, onto night shifts 7pm to 7am. *sucks big time*. But I'm counting down to home sweet home.
Everyone's ready for the ruckus to hit home :) and I can hardly wait :) Love xo