Am in the midst of 3 overnight calls in 7 days. Thus far have done two of them and have slept a total of one hour in the hospital. It would have been two hours, except the alarm clock in the call room across from mine went off at 5:30 this morning, and despite the incredibly annoying beeping, my knocking on the door, AND my eventual call to security to come down and turn off the alarm in what I thought had to be a vacant room...nope, there was a doctor in there, sleeping through the racket.
I just gave up, got up, and went and rounded on my patients. But I did come back later to make sure that guy was alive. He was. (Maybe I won't refer people to him anymore. Will my patients accept "made me lose an hour of sleep" as a reason to see a different specialist?)
Must go read about disorders of the esophagus for conference tomorrow, and then go to bed. Eventually we'll emerge from the haze and start posting regularly again...
Here's a teaser: we're almost done with diapers!
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