So I've officially finished my second day in the newborn nursery. It's freaking exhausting, but the most amazing experience ever. I love my interns. One guy is this incredibly corny hillbilly from ohio who cracks corny jokes like you've got the huang patient and that patient is liang gone. The other intern is a taiwanese cutie who happens to be a good friend of one of my undergrad buddies. Small world. The light of my nursery is the senior resident, this amazing charming lady from Mississippi with the sweetest voice. I adore her accent. Anyhow, that's my team.
My patients. Wow, I've been learning a lot. Had a mother throw a fit because she has lupus and we wouldn't let her leave the hospital. According to her culture, her child had to eat special foods on the third day to protect him from the evil spirits. Plus her husband was tired from driving back and forth bringing her purified chicken. These patients and their families are charming...you really fall in love with them. I am normally not a big fan of government handouts, but I love the family that I've been taking care. I worked all morning with the social worker, working every loophole, disability act, medical and social support I could find to make sure that they could afford to take care of my boy. I love that kid...almost shit in my pants when he rolled into my nursery hypothermic and hypoglycemic.
Kids are these tiny precious things...Saw something beautiful today. A perfect little girl was born today. As I walked into the room, I was greeted by a happy room full of uncles, aunts, nephews, cousins, siblings...all excited to see the new baby girl. That is how it should be every single fucking time. Almost started crying...I mean, babies are precious gifts. It's a new life, full of wonder and mystery. You should celebrate it. It should NOT be the 9 month kid who got gonorrhea after getting raped by a pimp while his crack whore mom was out turning tricks to get dope. Fuck. They're just little kids...don't know nothing. Done nothing wrong. Fucking crying and helpless. What about the HIV infected babies...the list goes on and on. It's been an amazing experience.
Symbols are powerful things. So I've got a white coat on. Had a 60+ year old man bow to me and his voice cracked with nervousness as I walked by. Shit...I'm just a kid. I should be bowing to you. I'm just a little shit. Damn...I am very privileged. I don't deserve this...one last thing. The classmate that I am working with is awesome...totally had my back. Has his shit down. I always thought he was a slacker, but he is winning me over, rather quickly at that. I'd be very comfortable putting my life in mr nathaniel's hands. It's been a long week, but I'm learning a lot. I'm gonna really miss the nursing staff and the cleaning staff when this week ends. Seriously...they make me happy. I have chosen the right profession.
-bender
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