At 5:50 a.m. on a Monday morning, the alarm on my cell phone went off with an uncanny accuracy, giving a rude reminder that the weekend was over. Improving on my personal best of 20 minutes, and after breaking a couple of speed limits along the 10-mile drive, I just made it to work on time for the sign-out. Oh, did I mention this was my first day of my obstetric anesthesia rotation?
The overnight resident looked visibly tired as she narrated how she stayed up the whole night welcoming 15 new souls to this world. “It’s going to be a busy day for you guys!” she added, with a dour expression, before leaving. Oh, wow. What on earth did I land myself into, I wondered?
Meanwhile, our fellows started orienting us through a maze of paperwork, legalese and operational details, most of which were flying off at a tangent....
