I’m back on firms! Yay!
So far I’ve done a care of the elderly and respiratory medicine rotation and now I’m on surgery. At present, I absolutely do not want to be a surgeon. In fact, I may go as far as to say I hate, dislike on a good day, surgery.
I had a small 3 week taster of surgery last year and I didn’t really enjoy it.
Reasons for my dislike, in no particular order:
–Early starts. Why???? What is so special about surgery that my day needs to begin a whole hour early? Can handover and theatre not be delayed an hour so I can get some much needed sleep?
–Standing. My back hurts. My feet hurt and there are a few hours left of this surgery. Whyyy?
–I have no idea what you are doing Mr Surgeon but carry on. Oh look he’s cutting stuff. What? Why? Dunno. It’s just a whole lot of internal stuff.
–Mister and Miss. Umm… ok. So, you study medicine for 6 years,and lots of training after that, just to swap your ‘Dr’ for ‘Miss’. If that’s what you really want…go ahead.
–Anatomy. I’m not a very visuo-spatially aware person. Sure, I can learn anatomy for an exam but I don’t see the body as a picture in my mind. Like, when I was in primary school, I had real difficulty with shape nets. I could never see how that would become a cube or a pyramid.
–Dexterity. See previous posts for examples of my not so brilliant coordination.
In conclusion, wouldn’t it be funny if 15 years from now, I ended up being a surgeon?