Three more rotations of third year and I’ve found my self in the middle of OB/ Gyn. Once upon a time, years ago, I was determined to become just this, to run the halls catching babies. I guess I didn’t realize the lifestyle, the hours, the OR time. Having spent 4 weeks here my assessment is such:
I absolutely love deliveries. There is nothing like bringing a life into the world, sitting the tiny human in the arms of parents, and knowing that while this person won’t ever know who you are, you will forever be a very special part of their story as the first person who ever held them. There’s the other side though. There is the blood and fluids, the risks and complications, the hysterectomies secondary to the nasty invader we so affectionately know as cancer. You can’t forget the emergency cases of ovaries that can’t stay where they are supposed to and the women who would just love to use the bathroom without having their lady parts complicate that. There are the women who pray every night for a child and others who pray that their shot continues to work until the day that they can lose the tubes and be free. OB/Gyn is an amazingly diverse field. I truly appreciate all that it brings to the table. It’s interesting, borderline captivating, and I am enjoying it nonetheless but I’m longing for that tingly feeling that I had on my family medicine rotation.
Here’s to learning as much as I can and stocking my metaphorical toolbox with all that I can from the other specialties.