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ER Diaries : Being a Zombie doc!

Hey people!

I talk about Emergency medicine and my life around it much, and that’s on purpose. Here’s why:

 My life is wonderful. I really love it. Is it perfect? No. Is anyone’s life perfect? Definitely not. I would never wish to portray my life in a negative fashion and certainly not to wish for sympathy. I would talk about it in an informative way, but even doing that, to be comprehensive, you must hit the low points because all careers have them, and again, just doing that can come off as complaining.







I always end up thinking. I’m exhausted physically. All I have had to eat is a protein bar on my one washroom break in the middle of a 12hour shift .and sometimes not even that. And sometimes partied like crazy. The concoction of being hungry like a pauper or partying like a king makes it all worth living! I haven’t had quality sleep in days, and I feel like no matter what time I leave the hospital, I have left work undone. I miss feeling normal. No matter what I do, I’m behind at home, and I’m behind at work.

I laugh because I know the truth. That while most of my friends have slowly climbed the financial ladder over the course of the last few years , I have remained a very steady straight line. I know eventually that will change or might not. 

It’s just that no one quite understands the schedule, frustrations, sometimes seriously sweet perks like conferences with free biryani! 

My mom is so fed up that she asks one word questions these days. Morning? Afternoon? Night? A night owl by lifestyle I didn’t really have difficulty in fitting in! The most difficult shifts are morning shifts!

I have the opportunity to brag , I tell my friends and family how I feel leading a pack . Attacking a sick person about to die . Trying every possible drug to make him feel better. Celebrating together his wellness. Happiness when shared in a team of about half a dozen people just multiplies.

The Emergency medicine is not a job, it's a lifestyle. The needs of the ER always come first. So try to look on the bright side and see the positives of this lifestyle. 

Life, especially in Emergency Medicine , is all about perspective. So make the best of it and enjoy the adventure.

Once again I repeat 

The moments matter because, comprehensively, these are what we will look back and remember as “the residency years.” I hope you, as well as I, will remember them well!


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