Innocence revisited

Baptism by fire



As one of our readers relates, you’ll always remember your first patient.

Article Extract

It was overnight in the emergency department, my first shift as an intern. Twelve hours to go. Just don’t kill anyone. Twelve hours to go. This was all I could think of as I walked fearfully towards the ‘Eye Room’ with my patient following me. I had called out his name in a high pitched squeak, and when he greeted me with ‘Hi doc’, I looked around before it dawned on me that he meant me.

Mental note 1: You are a doctor, no longer a mediocre medical student. You are a doctor.