YAY! Tomorrow is my first day in the OR. Because I am a sadist, I volunteered for one of the “early” slots in the schedule. Little did I know that the “early” slot would mean arriving at the hospital at 5:30am. Wowsers. That means I have to leave my house at 4:30. I’ll live….
I truly can’t wait. I am fascinated by surgery, and the human body.
We had a nurse come in and talk to us about all the wonderful things that we could do if we should happen to choose the perioperative speciality – and she was hardcore recruiting. I hate to break it to her, but she made it sound super dull. As much as I love the thought of looking at the inside of people every now and again, I think that the kind of nursing I want to do really involves direct patient care, and that will be harder to attain when said patient is unconcious on an operating table. I enjoy patient care! I like getting to know my patients and their families. So I have mentally scratched off this field off the list of places I might want to work in the hospital.
That does not, however, mean I will not completely love being immersed in surgery tomorrow. EEEEEE!