Intern year is strange.
Every month is a brand new job. There are new roles, new responsibilities, new attending, new residents, new expectations.
It takes several weeks just to figure out what I'm supposed to be doing. Right in time for me to finish that rotation and be on to the next.
Even stranger than that is the fact that, for the majority of rotations, I will never do them again. I will never again work in the emergency room, manage cardiology or renal patients, or set foot in the NICU.
It is designed to give us a good foundation for the rest of our training. Which I suppose it does.
Even though I won't be doing radiology or internal medicine again, I do learn a lot from each month. Well, enough to learn some key issues. Take home points, if you will.
I just finished Trauma Surgery last month. I had been dreading this month more than (almost) any other. Both because it feel over Christmas, and because...well, it's trauma. It actually turned out to be one of my favorite months. The people were great. The work was fast paced and interesting. The schedule was predictable. I didn't work Christmas.
It's also the month where the take home points were the most obvious.
First: It is never, never, ever worth it.
The talking on the cell phone when driving. The texting while driving. The speeding. The trying to make the green/yellow/red light. The "it was just a couple drinks." The not taking the keys away from from your drinking friend. The driving sleepy.
All the people I saw in the trauma bay, with all the broken limbs, broken backs, lacerated spleens and livers, head bleeds, and punctured lungs. Yes, some of them were just driving along when things out of their control happened. Sitting at a red light when they got from behind. But the majority of them, that's not their story. Positive alcohol levels, stories of looking down at their cell phones, falling asleep at the wheel.
It is never worth it.
Second: You really should always wear clean underwear.