OB
Today was our OB clinical orientation. I'm pretty excited about this one for some weird reason. Even though I had to get up at 5. And didn't take a shower. And wore those ghastly purple scrubs all day. Maybe because I've already had the class and I want to get the clinical experience done before all of the information trickles out of my brain. The instructor asked me an easy/important question today in front of the rest of my clinical group and I got it wrong! I have this remarkable skill of knowing what I have to know only for as long as I think I need it. I don't think it's a good thing.
My group in this clinical is exactly the same as the one for my med/surg rotation which means the 10 of us are spending 30 hours a week together. It's not the easiest group of people to get along with - this is the creme de la creme of Type A personalities here - plus there was big drama within this same group last quarter (we were also all together for psych), so it should be entertaining. Half of us all carpool together and I'm curious if we're going to be speaking in the car on the rides to/from our site by the end of the quarter.
Everyone wants us wearing our purple scrubs which are the absolute worst articles of "clothing" known to man. In addition to making us look like large dinosaurs, they are very polyester and so very uncomfortable. The pants particularly are built like a barrel. The crotch hits around my knees and the waist is around my ribcage and it's a straight shot from one to the other. But my body is not particularly cylindrical and there is a curve or two between knees and rib which is not at all accomodated by the pants. So in addition to having to wear these terrible things at all, we are supposed to wear them three days in a row - two OB followed immediately by a day of med/surg. First of all, I just have to say: spreading disease. And they're going to get gross. According to our OB instructor, during labor there's amniotic fluid and blood spraying everywhere and "you don't know where it's going to come from". So I have this picture in my head of...well, I'll spare you. My scrubs are going to be gross.
My group in this clinical is exactly the same as the one for my med/surg rotation which means the 10 of us are spending 30 hours a week together. It's not the easiest group of people to get along with - this is the creme de la creme of Type A personalities here - plus there was big drama within this same group last quarter (we were also all together for psych), so it should be entertaining. Half of us all carpool together and I'm curious if we're going to be speaking in the car on the rides to/from our site by the end of the quarter.
Everyone wants us wearing our purple scrubs which are the absolute worst articles of "clothing" known to man. In addition to making us look like large dinosaurs, they are very polyester and so very uncomfortable. The pants particularly are built like a barrel. The crotch hits around my knees and the waist is around my ribcage and it's a straight shot from one to the other. But my body is not particularly cylindrical and there is a curve or two between knees and rib which is not at all accomodated by the pants. So in addition to having to wear these terrible things at all, we are supposed to wear them three days in a row - two OB followed immediately by a day of med/surg. First of all, I just have to say: spreading disease. And they're going to get gross. According to our OB instructor, during labor there's amniotic fluid and blood spraying everywhere and "you don't know where it's going to come from". So I have this picture in my head of...well, I'll spare you. My scrubs are going to be gross.
posted by Imle at 9:01 PM
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