Thursday Born

The everyday life of a psychiatry resident (who was born on a Thursday).

Suddenly Doctor

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It’s funny how jarring the “sudden” transition from medical student to Doctor feels, because it’s not sudden at all. It’s 12 + 4 + 4 years of school, at least, in the making. Exam after exam, rotation after rotation. And then you graduate, and next thing you know people are calling you Doctor, and you not only have responsibility, but you can actually make decisions. As a first year resident, fresh out of medical school, I still had a lot of supervision, but there were also a lot of things I could decide to do without asking someone else about it. There’s a little bit of thrill with that first order you write without telling your senior resident or attending what you’re about to do.

I’m still growing into the role of Doctor. It fits. It’s me. But sometimes it feels a bit stiff, too formal. When I hear the nurses talking to a patient in the background and saying, “The doctor said ____,” there’s a voice in my head that giggles at the acknowledgement that “the doctor” is me. While I will usually introduce myself to my patients as “Dr Aba,” to other medical staff I lead with “I’m Aba, the psychiatry resident.”

Unlike many of my co-residents, I am comfortable with my specialty, even with strangers. Other psychiatry residents, when asked what they do, will say simply that they are doctors. I did in the beginning, when I had not yet done any psychiatry rotations. Now? I’m a psychiatrist. Maybe someday the response will be negative enough that I will reconsider and supply the ambiguous “Doctor,” but so far I’ve enjoyed the surprise, and the opportunity to educate (often in the form of explaining the difference between psychiatrists and psychologists). Yes, I went to medical school. Yes, I do therapy. Actually, electric shock therapy is a very safe and effective treatment for depression.

I’m on call right now. Home call, which is a blessing and a curse. On a good night, I get paged only when I’m incidentally awake, and I get to stay at home all night. Some nights I get to stay at home, but I get paged every few hours to write or fix an order, or to talk to the nurses about a situation with a patient. And other nights, I get called in, stay a few hours then go home, or decide the odds I’ll have to come back are too great so I sleep in a call room instead. Not knowing what my night is going to be like is, as to be expected, quite anxiety provoking. Will the pager go off? When it goes off, why am I being called? After I’ve made my decision, was it the right choice? Will the patient finally calm down? Were those vital signs really nothing to worry about? Some people run many of their decisions by the Attending on call; I tend to only call for the situations I have to call about (new consults, patients who want to leave Against Medical Advice, etc), but I am comforted by the knowledge that should I ever feel out of my league, backup is a quick phone call away. Someday, it’ll just be me, but I’ve got time before that final safety net is gone.

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December 24, 2014 at 9:32 pm

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Off Service

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Psychiatry intern year is half psychiatry, and half “off service” rotations, usually a mix of Internal Medicine and Neurology. My program offers us the option of doing some Pediatrics rotations, either pediatric inpatient or pediatric neurology, and I decided that if I was considering doing the Child and Adolescent Psychiatry fellowship, perhaps I should have a better foundation of pediatric medicine than just what I got in medical school.

So my Intern year is a little bit more intense than most of my co-Interns. Usually you have two or three off service “ward” months, two months of neurology, and then another two or three somewhat lighter medicine related months like Medicine Consults or Emergency Medicine. And when you start Off Service instead of on psychiatry, you get a total of seven months (month = a four week block) of off service rotations instead of six. Since I opted to start Off Service, and I wanted to do some pediatrics, I (and one other intern) have two adult medicine ward months, three pediatric ward months, one adult neurology month, and one pediatric neurology month (which I’m on right now and it is a very welcome break). And in addition to having three weeks of night float for Psychiatry this year, I also have three weeks of Pediatrics night float.

I’m mostly glad I chose this, because it’s Intern year. This is essentially my last chance to explore other fields in a hands on way, so I should take advantage of all the learning opportunities I can. I’m a bit apprehensive about January/February/March though, because it will be winter, and I will have adult medicine, followed by two months of pediatrics, all months during which I can’t take vacation. It’s going to be an intense 12 weeks and you bet I’m buying a happy light because I’ll likely only be seeing the sun through my patients’ windows. I’m really excited about April, because I will be back on Psychiatry, and I’ll be on psychiatry for good.

So starting Off Service is a bit rough, because I’m finally a doctor and that’s exciting and awesome! But wait, this isn’t the kind of medicine I signed up for!

Thankfully, we have didactics from 1pm to 5pm every Thursday afternoon, and except for my medicine month at the beginning, and when I was on night float for a week, I’ve been able to make it over. It’s been a nice weekly trip to my “home base,” and it helps keep me grounded.

I feel kind of guilty for whining about having five ward months, when pediatric and medicine interns have so many more, but they also enjoy it (or so I’ve been told). I definitely don’t hate my ward months – sometimes they are actually fun, and they’re always very rewarding – but there’s something missing for me.

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September 22, 2013 at 8:42 am

Intern Year Data – Preliminary Results

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Fitbit flex + mandatory duty hours logging = lots of fun data to play with.

12 days of work in a row for a total of 134.5hrs (today’s my first day off since I started; we get one day off every seven, averaged over four weeks). Past seven days stats = 81.5hrs at work, and 6.5hrs average actual sleep per night. Apparently I need to enforce my bedtime better, and maybe invest in blackout curtains, but I think intern year is off to a good start (Internal Medicine at the VA), and I have a better handle on CPRS (the VA EMR system) so my hours should improve from here on out.

Now if I just didn’t feel silly wearing a blue rubber wristband at work, I could see if I need to make myself take the stairs more often.

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July 7, 2013 at 10:00 am

Posted in Intern Year, Residency

Dr. Aba!

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One week ago, I graduated from medical school! =D It was an amazing weekend, not just because I’m finally, officially a doctor, but because my entire immediate family, some extended family, and some of my closest friends were all there celebrating with me.

I have a handful more weeks before I start Residency (I’ll be starting off service on Medicine, Pediatrics, or Neurology. No idea which yet!), and I’m doing my best to achieve maximum rest and enjoyment. I’m between leases at the moment, so I’m traveling around the US until I actually start my lease and move to Seattle.

All those years of trying to embrace minimalist culture, and the more recent months of realizing that all but one of the options on my rank list meant a cross country move, finally paid off. This was by far the smoothest move out process I have ever been through. I did it mainly on my own (with occasional important help from people, like my friends who came to my graduation carrying my orchids to Seattle for me), but I didn’t feel overwhelmed like I did when I left New Haven by myself. I sold all the furniture I wanted to sell, donated the rest, and even found a sublettor to take over my studio for the end of my lease! I forgot to pack up my tea cabinet (yes, I had an entire little cabinet dedicated to tea), and I left behind a little tea set from China that I was going to give to the daughter of a couple of friends, but I did everything else!

Moving in might be another story, but I’m optimistic that it will go well! While I did a ton of de-cluttering, I’m still hanging out to a bit more “junk” than I really need, but I have a little over a week after I move in before Residency starts, and I’m planning to completely unpack (and get things dry cleaned and tailored, register to vote, get my new driver’s license, get new plates for my car, etc) and be all set up by the time Orientation rolls around. We’ll see how well that goes!

It’s going to take a while for the novelty of being a doctor to wear off, by the way. For example, I just realized I can refer to this as “my doctor blog” now, which is easier to type and say than “my med school blog.” =D

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May 26, 2013 at 11:19 am


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Last week was my first week of Dermatology (and the start of my last rotation! Just three more weeks and I’m officially done with medical school!), and by the end of it, I couldn’t help but think of the movie “My Big Fat Greek Wedding,” because of how often patients were told to put vaseline on various bumps and rashes and ulcers. Vaseline and steroids, I guess, would be the two most common recommendations I’ve seen.

It’s been a fun, laid back rotation though! By the end of it I should be able to treat basic acne and eczema on my own, and tell people when they really should have that mole looked at.


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March 19, 2013 at 11:27 am

Psychiatry in Seattle!

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March 15, 2013 at 3:10 pm

Good news!

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Psychiatry, here I come! =D

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March 11, 2013 at 3:52 pm

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I’ve been a bit obsessed with counting down lately…

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March 10, 2013 at 2:03 pm

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Waiting :(

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If anyone has any ideas for how I can sleep better for the next 16 nights until Match Day, I’d love to hear it! Lists are in, and the only thing standing between me and knowing where I’m living for the next three to five years is, well, I’m not entirely sure why it takes three weeks, but it does.

I thought it’d improve, but tonight I went to bed later and woke up even earlier! It’s normal for me to have trouble sleeping a night or two before big change, but nearly three weeks away? Sigh. It feels like I’m on a surgery rotation, except I’m on a fairly light outpatient gynecology rotation.

4:41am is an unacceptable wake up time when my alarm goes off at 6am. I’m going to try going back to sleep. (I started this post last night and figured I might as well finish it while catching myself in the act).

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February 27, 2013 at 5:05 am

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100 Days!

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(You’re going to have to put up with these countdown posts for a few more months. Sorry!)

It’s one hundred days till my graduation! What amazes me is not that it’s so close, but rather, how normal it seems that I’m going to be a doctor in three months. Four years ago, I still wasn’t even sure I was going to get into medical school; I hadn’t yet received my first of three acceptances. Once I did get in, I suffered from a touch of “Impostor’s Syndrome,” and was worried that I’d gotten in by accident, that I was going to struggle through medical school, and maybe not fail out, but that I would have taken up a spot that should have gone to some more deserving person.

The year during my application cycle, I read several medical student and resident blogs, and I strongly suspected that I was going to struggle with the first two years (I was a psychology major and only took a few biology class in college), but that I was going to thrive in my clinical years. At the same time, I worried that maybe I was going to start my third year clerkships and realize that actually, I hate this, and I’ve just wasted two years of studying and ~$120K to realize that.

The real attitude change happened after my pre-clinical years. Passing Step 1 (and not just passing, but actually doing okay), and then finishing third year, finally resulted in my feeling like Yes, I deserve to be here, and more importantly, Yes, I can build a satisfying career in medicine.

Third year was hard. I worked long hours, always felt like I needed to be studying more (and was usually right about that), and even though I was in the hospital all day, I often felt useless and confused about my role on the team. And every time I finally figured things out and bonded with my team, it was time to move on to a new rotation. And yet it was amazing in its own way. I got to help deliver babies, and sew and staple and glue people’s skin (and muscle, and connective tissue) back together. I got to drain fluid out of someone’s knee, and stick foley cathers up several urethras. I got to do a lot of things that I will either never do again, or will only do during my intern year. I’ve built the extensively broad foundation of medical knowledge that all doctors start off with, and soon I’m about to begin specializing in the field that I’ll be practicing in for many, many years to come.

I remember meeting fourth year medical students when I was a first year and being in awe. Even as a third year, fourth years seemed amazing. How did they know the answer to that question?! They’re only a year ahead of me; how  is the knowledge gap so vast? Fourth years seemed so wise, knowing  everything from the common causes of fever after surgery, to where to get the better free coffee in the hospital (like the 7th floor patient family lounge and the neurosurgery ICU).

And I have to admit, I do feel a lot more confident these days. I figure out my place on my teams much faster, and I know how I can help. I worked hard throughout third year, and that hard work culminated in an excellent, not just okay, Step 2 CK score, and good letters of recommendation that landed me interviews at several schools I would be very happy to match at.

I remember starting medical school and thinking about how proud of myself I’m going to feel on my graduation day, and yeah, I already do feel proud. Pride is often regarded as a bad thing, and it certainly can be, but right now I’m going to bask in this sense of accomplishment. My education has only just begun, but it has begun, and I’m glad it’s going to continue. Residency is going to be its own challenge, and it’s not going to be the happiest, most relaxed days of my life, but it’s going to be meaningful, and I feel like overall I like my life best when I’m really working toward something.



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February 6, 2013 at 5:52 pm

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