work weekend

(This post is not so much to toot my own horn as it is to document my internal reactions to my weekend of work.)

I worked my hiney off at work yesterday and today. I took care of a very, very sick pregnant patient, learning new things by the hour. The critical nature of the situation was stressful, but I really gave it my best. The slogan at the hospital where I'm employed is "All Our Best" and (though it sounds cheesy) I feel I represented my hospital, my profession, and myself well. My patient and I developed a wonderful relationship, and I think I made a positive impact on her experience in L&D.

It was the smallest baby any of my assigned patients has delivered so far. It was the first time one of my babies required chest compressions, intubation, and epinephrine. The feeling I got in the pit of my stomach while all that was occurring... it's a similar feeling I get when I see footage of the recent tornadoes that ripped through this part of the country.

I take so much for granted. I lose sight of what the important things are. Tonight I am grateful for my family, my home, my job. Those are all imperfect things, but it's the stuff of life.

And I'm grateful for myself. I have discovered this week that I can be a very good friend. I've been practicing on me. ;)