Short week of nights. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday. Shelf on Friday. Birthday weekend for my partner.
The resident took me aside before the procedure. She asked me if I have ever seen a D&E, or dilation and evacuation. I shook my head, it was my first day on the gynecologic surgery service and this D&E would be my second procedure.
“When we remove the fetus, it is going to come out in parts. If you feel yourself getting light-headed or faint, just take care of yourself and sit down or leave.”
I thanked her for the escape hatch.
Outpatient burn has been a lovely reminder of how good a clinic can feel. The preceptors are warm and welcoming, the techs and nurses are friendly and conversational, and the patients have been the youngest and healthiest lot I have encountered this year (minus the burns that brought them into the clinic, of course).
Kristin Clague Reihman! Kristin is a 47yo physician, healer, and mother. She serves as a coach for students in my medical school program, and that’s how I met her during first year. I’ve been looking forward to this conversation, which we recorded in the room she birthed her fourth child. In this interview, we discuss the death of her mother when she was eighteen, her own near death experience fraught with pain, and how her spirituality is connecting with others.
I hope you enjoy! 🙂
About five appointments into my first day of outpatient ophthalmology, a succession of quick 10min follow-up visits, we walked into her room. She was quickly folding up her hand-held radio and apologizing. She likes to listen while waiting.
I spent six mornings this week in the hospital. The extra set of morning rounds to make up for the missed Monday after the van debacle. As one friend put it, both an entirely fair punishment and the worst thing in the world. I finished Friday lecture with a small sense of dread, knowing that I would have to wake up early the next morning to round on patients with my attending on a Saturday.
Outpatient OB/GYN has progressed surprisingly well. Fellow male medical students tell me they spent more time outside of the patient rooms than inside of them. With my preceptors, I’ve only been asked to step outside once or twice a day. Far less than I had been expecting. I’m honored each time a patient allows me to participate in their care.