also, scrubs are never the right size

[fahye]

SO TIRED. These 7am starts are only acceptable if, um, no, actually I can't think of anything. I have taken to napping! I have never been a napper! And I am trying to be in bed by 10:30 but that isn't working too well either because of my assignments.

Today I spent 4 hours watching someone have most of their stomach removed*, and tomorrow apparently there is a WHIPPLE so my entire Upper GI Surgery team will be crammed into the theatre having a look-see. Which means I probably won't have to scrub in. Which means I will be able to STRETCH MY BACK and go for TEA BREAKS and all the good things denied you when you are assisting the surgeon**.

(Today I also had to wear a lead vest and apron UNDER my gown and gloves and mask, holy hell, that was hot. Luckily the procedure was very short.)



*And now I will have to spend at least another 4 hours frantically putting together a 20-minute talk on it, complete with prognosis statistics and diagrams of the Roux-en-Y technique. Woo.

**In case you can't tell, I am not very keen on surgery.

Comments

[pirateygoodness.livejournal.com]

Ugh you are really not selling surgery to me, NOVEMBER IS GOING TO BE THE LAMEST.

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

Say it with me, Fahye: Naps are the new sleep.

*crazed look*

[dr-biscuit.livejournal.com]

Ah the joys of holding onto a deaver for four hours and sweating!
7am starts were a major reason I never wanted to be a surgeon. It's an hour for sleeping!!!

[foreverdirt.livejournal.com]

Oh, so THAT'S what a Whipple is! You may not be having fun, but rest assured, I am reading this post with the wide, worshipful eyes of a Grey's Anatomy fan.