I am on my first Cardiology call.
As a result, I have self-diagnosed with labyrinthitis. But not the real medical kind (the type with swelling in the middle ear resulting in dizziness and vertigo). The fake kind I made up.
This form of labyrinthitis comes from the confusion that arises when you are sorting out a new body system, new rotation and new hospital in one go.
I just had a big flare up down in emerg when I wandered forever to find my patient in a hall on a stretcher, then wandered even more to get him admitted (why does every place have to have a different system!?).
My most recent and tiring flare of my made-up labyrinthitis was just now when I finally decided I have some time to lay down and opted to go find my call room. Easy enough. Nope. It was in a hall, down a hall and away from anything remotely civilized looking. On the bright side, it is quite possibly the nicest call room I have been in less the one for obs-gyn in clerkship ( it was nice and had a window, but it failed with the whole being sandwiched between a lounge and a clinical associate who snored like a dragon… This makes it a draw). I wandered and wandered and when I finally got in… My pager went off. Classic!
Wandering isn’t all bad. And I was saved a lot of wandering thanks to Dr. Bond’s tour of awesomeness.
The best part of today is someone realized how bad it would be to leave me unattended all week, so I have a random senior to work with. Much safer. More efficient.
I am remembering why I enjoyed Cardio as a clerk. And also why it scares me.
Sifting through ECGs and complicated charts is just part of the adventure. Plus, I got to feel a pulsatile liver, hear a bunch of murmurs and start to re-learn ECGs in one fell swoop, all the while diagnosing a random TIA and explaining why pacemakers in radiation fields aren’t cool.
I hope the rest of my day is less labyrinthitis-esque. In fact, sleep is awesome, but learning isn’t so bad.
My made-up maze inflammation will improve as I settle more.