And the computer is free.
Went to a chemical dependency group today, and had my feelings reconfirmed. I want to be so strong and so willing to admit my mistakes. I figured, since I was over at the hospital where I did my anaesthesia rotation, that I'd make a go at finding the staff member who watched me do an NG tube insertion way back at the beginning of January, on the only day when I didn't have my Taika with me to sign off on the procedure. We keep procedure logs, you see. They're required, and we're required to be signed off on everything. And I am missing signatures on three procedures. One is an observation of ventilator management, and two are NG (nasogastric) tube placements. Have e-mailed my resident from Trauma Surgery to ask if she'll sign for vent management; I have done one of the two NG placements - I didn't have Taika, it was the last day of the rotation, I couldn't have her sign.
I walked into anaesthesia control and asked if there was a staff member who was about my height, female, and asian. That's all I could remember about her. There was, only one. And when I paged her, she showed up and agreed immediately that she'd be happy to sign off. One down. One to go.
Also heard back from the OB clerkship director. He says:
Sorry about the delay....finally was able to see $doctor today and he was waiting for some input from one of the residents.
The long and short of it....$doctor reviewed the evaluations with the residents. They all stand by their commments and "find them self-explanatory." $doctor did mention that if you wished, you could arrange to make an appt with him at $hospital for further discussion. He can be reached at $number.
So now I have to nerve myself up to call and make an appointment with $doctor - the site director for $hospital. Because I've gone this far, I can't turn back now. I want to know what I did wrong. Not today. Today I want to revel in getting something signed-off on, and come in early tomorrow to meet up with an anaesthesiologist who'll let me do an NG placement. Tomorrow or Monday. The thought makes my stomach twist.