Vacation is going well. I am sleeping a lot. Catching up on the backlog of TV shows on my DVR. Explaining to friends that even though I have officially been a doctor for six months, I still can't write them prescriptions until I pass Step 3 of the boards, and even then, I'm going to require an actual doctor's visit.
It's kind of nice to go a week without being called "doctor," without having to ask anyone if they moved their bowels today, without having to find a vein, and without having to check lab results. So much of what we do is tedious, dull, mindless work. Interrupted only occasionally by moments of excitement or reward. I guess that's any job though.
I don't think I've talked about this before, but the doctor/nurse divide is weird. One of my intern friends called me the other night and said there's a nurse he likes, and in theory wants to ask her out, but doesn't think he should. It would be awkward, he's like her superior... he doesn't feel comfortable doing anything. And maybe he's right. But the whole dynamic is weird. They call us doctor, and we call them by their names-- and sometimes not even. At one of the hospitals, there's this strange custom where the nurses all go by Miss or Mister and their first names. So I'm Dr. Lastname and they're Miss Jenny or Mister Steve. It's bizarre. Miss Jenny sounds like a kindergarten teacher. Maybe. And some of the residents use these names when they talk about the nurses to each other, like-- "did you give the order to Miss Amber?" "did you tell Miss Jeanette?" Are we children? I feel like we're colleagues, and we should all just call each other by our first names. Like colleagues do. Patients can call us Dr. Whatever, but I don't feel like I need the nurses to treat me like a superior, and I also don't want to treat them like they're my nursery school teacher.
Back to my DVR.