I successfully made it through my first day as an intern.
I got to introduce myself as "Doctor" for the first time today.
I wrote orders and they happened. I asked nurses for things, and they got them. I felt, not just like a doctor, but like a grown-up.
And I got paid today. My first real paycheck in, um, a very long time.
I actually had a good day.
Which is very strange for me to say. I almost feel embarrassed to say it. I've spent to much time (and strangely, effort) into being upset about the demands of a medical life, and nervous about residency, that having fun was the last thing I expected.
I actually kind of like being a doctor.
Well, at least today I did.
When I wasn't thinking about how much I missed Roman and Blaise, and wondering how Keith was doing in his new role of stay at home dad. And wishing that I was much more caffeinated.
It was a successful day one. Now I just need to figure if it is all uphill or downhill from this point.