Thursday, November 29, 2007




Despite the long work hours, fatigue, and the worn, increasingly unattractive face that is my reflection in the mirror...

I'm starting to really like this practice of anesthesia. I no longer daydream about returning to internal medicine. That is progress.

Even an intubation still excites me. I have now done approximately 102 successful intubations (remember when I couldn't even get my first one?). Sometimes I still get critiqued on my technique though. I think I still need so much more practice and experience. I admit that I feel selfish about intubations. I want to do them all the time. However, I often get medical students or other residents doing an anesthesia elective and they ask to join me on my cases, and they want to do my intubations. Even a paramedic student today asked if he could take my intubation. I don't know how to assert myself so I give it all up to them. I remember how I felt as a medical student when I wasn't given much of an opportunity to try intubating so I try to be generous to everyone now.

But on Monday night when I was on call and had to intubate someone emergently in the ICU, I couldn't get it despite trying twice. My senior resident had to try. She got it easily. I think this means I still need the practice. Besides giving up my intubations to the med students, it's also tough to pay attention to what's going on in the case and try to teach a student at the same time, particularly this early on when I'm still learning the ropes too. Truthfully, my heart sinks everytime a student comes up to me and asks if they can join me on my case. I feel ashamed for having this feeling because a good resident should want to teach.