So New York had a heatwave this past weekend and oh how I miss the central AC at my house in Texas. It was so freaking HOT!
Anyway, I had my first 12 hours shift on the floor, and boy was it an eye opener. I can't help but comparing it to the the last hospital where I had my clinical last semester. Perhaps, it's not a fair comparison considering the obvious difference in that my internship is on a Peds floor while the clinical was on an Adult floor, as well as the difference in acuity. Obviously, I can't talk much about these differences due to privacy purposes, so I'm just going to leave it at "It's different."
I've heard about the Peds floor, about how difficult is it for first timer to remember all the baselines for the different ages and to deal with family members on top of the patients. So much can happen in those 12 hours, really. Another new thing that I have to take in is seeing all of those sick children, realizing that, unfortunately, it is real that they are that sick, that they have to go through so much in one day.
And with hailing from Texas and interning in New York comes the inevitable question of "So, are you going to move to New York?", to which I answer "I have a year to think about it." I really do. I love living here in New York, there is that desire to move but of course, there are a lot of other things to be thoroughly considered. We'll see. Stay tune for a year and we'll find out. For now I'm just enjoying the experience while it lasts.
Oh, you know what I saw while walking home from the subway? An ad that says McDonald sells sweet tea! Huzzah!
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interesting blog.
Life in hospital is indeed different - and sometimes it could be extremely traumatic to the patients, especially children.
I think I know some of those folks who might have asked you about moving to NY, been there. ;)
Welcome to NY. (i know it's a tad late!)
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