Final week
Okay so i've been lost in the abyss for a little while and a lot has happened in that time, nothing ground breaking, but alot of small things. I'm finally finishing up this medical job, hopefully forever - it's been a huge source of job dissatisfaction occupying my thoughts. Although I'm surgically inclined, I have a couple of gripes with public health and administrators who think of only the dollars they spend on healthcare without consideration of the quality of care provided. I always thought that medical jobs would allow for more patient interaction and thus improved quality of care. False. The fact is the patient load is significantly more than surgical or even specialty medical units. We work in a system that's driven by performance figures. It doesn't matter that the patient receives sub standard care, as long as the patient is out of ED after 4-8 hours and has a bed. It doesn't matter that the patient gets shafted between teams because no one is willing to take ownership of their management. It doesn't matter that the doctors resent coming to work day after day in the system. It doesn't matter that patients care isn't as important as admission/discharge stats.
Walking in to this job, I knew that I was going to have troubles adjusting, I just didn't expect to finish up hating work everyday.
That aside, I found a place to call home, moving in a couple of weeks, possibly looking for a housemate, not sure yet, I'm just not sure I can live with someone else, however, I suspect it could be a good option. That leads to the second problem, finding someone suitable. You see, if i find a guy - I'd have to find someone unattractive, so that there would be no chance of having the carrot in my face all the time. If I find a girl, then she potentially will have str8 guy friends over - which are obviously unavailable to me... Anyway, I have time to sort that out
Boys on the cards? Hmmm, not really... Watch "Love and other disasters". That's me and I'm sure it's a bit of you too. I was crushing on the psychiatry registrar but i suspect he has a fiancee. Then I was crushing on this other Dr at another hospital, but I don't even know if he's pink (there's some public speculation). Ugh, there was one other psych reg at another hospital; now he's pink, but older, and I just don't know how to initiate anything because we don't cross paths all that often - that and I'm not sure if he's taken (the good ones are)... So, in that dept, no luck yet.
What else? Oh. Right. So next year I'm doing a surgical year, thank god!
I'm planning my holiday time, prob back to the states to see muh mates & meet new people. All muh (close) work colleagues are defecting to another hospital... I'm :(, I have to make new fwends ugh.
Right. Sleep time.
