So much for intern of the year.
My first day was a nightmare come to life.
Except I was wearing clothes.
Yet, I couldn't help but feel that being clothed was worse than being naked. Because, maybe if I were naked, everyone would be better distracted from my complete and utter incompetence.
"I don't know." "Uh, I'll have to review the chart." "Er, I'm not sure." "Let me get back to you about that." "I'll have to look into that." "Oh, good point. Uh, yeah, I'll keep that in mind." "No, I don't know." "Um, which one is my patient again?"
I haven't felt this lost since French III Honors.
Fingers crossed that I'll find my bearings. And soon.
3 years ago
