PCC: Last Day

Rounds didn't begin until 6:30 today, but I got to the floors by 6 to get a head start on writing progress notes (given how slow I am). In the end I talked to two patients. One of them was admitted with opiates and cocaine in her system, so when I went to interview her, she was barely lucid (she fell asleep and started snoring in the middle of my interview) and her child was nowhere in sight. Social Services will probably get involved. For the other patient, I wrote what I thought was a good note and presented it to Dr. K at his request, but when he found out I forgot to put blood lab values on there, he told me (rather sternly) to write them in and come back to him when I was done. Can't I ever do anything right on this rotation? Now I'm dreading next week, when it's Anita's turn to go to the PCC and I'll be at the mercy of my team.

We had Grand Rounds in the morning at another hospital, and then Sharon and I drove to school to work in the PCC. Dr. B had a lot of patients this morning so he put us all to work. I had to write SOAPnotes on all my patients, which took a while, but eventually I remembered what to write. Dr. Bu must have thought I was an idiot, but fortunately he was nice enough not to let it show. Dr. C would not have been as kind. Tomorrow it's back to L&D. Maybe I'll finally be allowed to deliver a baby on my own...after I get some practice, bien sur.