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I appreciate the compliment, but dressing wounds isn't a particularly hard job. Incredibly disgusting, depressing (because these two chaps are not going to get better, though they'll probably die at home instead of in the ward, and someone else has been slacking, since the first patient definitely did not have maggots when I did this last week) and good at making you lose weight through a loss of appetite, but anyone can do it.*
Where I feel particularly useful, and like I'm actually applying my medical degree, is when I'm counseling patients. I was called to deal with multiple "difficult" patients and their families today and did a damn good job at it. I assuaged their doubts including on the relative benefits of further treatment options, helped synthesize conflicting opinions from multiple consultants (I keep the sordid deals and angry debates to myself) clarify concerns that they either didn't bring up with the senior doctors or the latter didn't have time to cover, and basically showed impeccable bedside manner. I know it's a good day when someone cares to ask my name, and so far it's never been because a patient wished to lodge a complaint against me. Someone even left me a gift once, shame I didn't have time to spare to go retrieve it from a building about a ten minute jog away.
Man, just let me get a psychiatry degree already. I'm already the poor soul delegated to deal with them, and it's because I do a good job at it.
But dressing suppurating wounds? I suppose I do it gentler than most. I know what the patients are going through and have no wish to prolong their suffering, be it by tearing off the old tape too fast and taking hair with it, or poking at things too hard. There are some doctors who, if not outright abusive, certainly have less care for these patients who are well past being able to speak up for themselves, and as they correctly reason, are going to die in 3 themselves. (3 what you ask? 2. 1..) . The ones who need it the least complain the loudest, here I have to go by muffled grunts and their diminishing frequency that my bone-sawing is doing some good.
But it's not difficult work. You just need a very strong stomach or the ability to keep your eyes open and still think of England. Thank you nonetheless, for all that I bitch about the profession I do derive some small satisfaction from helping. Even if here, it's too little too late.
*Should have seen my fellow interns run when asked to debride diabetic feet. I didn't find the sickly sweet aroma of rot nearly as off putting as they did, so it was a good opportunity to trade tasks I personally hate. Like plastering fractured limbs, I was still prying plaster of Paris out of my USB-C port for weeks afterwards.
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