saturday morning i "moved in," meaning 3 duffel bags and an aerobed. i found that the apartment was not clean - paint on the floor, dust and dirt everywhere, dirty windows, dirty bathroom, dirty terrace, and the central air didn't work. what a nightmare. so i went down and talked to the super and he came right up to fix the central air, and then noticed that my room wasn't clean. so he called up his russian cleaning crew (not even joking. a little russian guy with a bad tan and worse comb-over, wearing a halfway unbuttoned black dress shirt tucked into stonewashed white jeans, complete with bronze chest hair tangled up in his bronze chains, and his crew of 3 skinny, young, pale russian girls and what looked like his wife (or mother)) and said they'd come over to clean.
i planned on showering before i began call that afternoon. well the RCC came early, around 12:30pm, and i was effectively kicked out of my apartment at that time. so i went over to the hospital and figured i'd begin my shift early (on overnight call you get up to 5 admissions (and you almost never NOT get 5)), since that would presumably mean that my early start would equal and early finish.
such was not the case. i ended up not sleeping at all. 1 of my patients died (it was a terminal extubation - the pt's family decided to remove his breathing tube), 3 of my patients were intubated and placed on mechanical ventilation (1 of them was supposed to go home today), and one of them was absolutely fucking nuts.
i stayed until 7pm. i was supposed to be done by 3pm. i had a 28hr call, 36 hrs awake. my resident said it was one of the worst call nights he's ever had. i came home and showered and pretty much passed out.
today was much better. i got in at 6am and was supposed to pick up one admission, but the MAR (medical admitting resident) felt that my board (list of patients) was so heavy that i should be spared an admission if at all possible. which it was. and which i truly appreciate.
then today i came home and discovered that i can steal internet. hooray!
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wow. just read your posts...and just.....wow.
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on 04 July, 2006 10:23 [*]
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I'm not in the bronx, but I just moved too, on the first. The former tenants refused to leave until 6pm the day our lease started, and they left all their poopy diapers and take-out containers everywhere. And now they keep coming back. And they still have a key. I think they're crazy.
But I'm also not starting my residency, so whatevs.
dropped by on 06 July, 2006 20:47 [*]
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drop some science: