Have you ever had that feeling when something is just ‘not for you’? I know I have.
It’s the weird ‘out of place’ sense you get, that nagging feeling that you’ve gotten it wrong and you want out.
I still don’t like Obs and Gynae.
My first two days involved me staying for my week day on-calls, which meant I started at 7am and ended at around 8/9pm ish. That’s mainly the reason I had no energy to attempt to round-up the previous week. Sure, I have a nice supervisor who’s kind enough to let us have a more relaxed time, but I still don’t like it. Nothing has redeemed this rotation for me, and I’ll be glad to be rid of it.
That sounds terrible but I am genuinely glad that it’s only 6 weeks this time round, and not 9 weeks like last year. And in a way, starting in the Labour Room is a good thing because that means I’m done with the worst part sooner.
Five more weeks to go. yay.