onlyerics
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- Jan 17, 2006
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Hi, everyone. I have been trying to write this post for the past two days. I had no idea how to put it, but here goes. If I don't make any sense, please accept my apologies in advance, and I'll try to be clear later.
For the past year or so, I have been feeling a little depressed at my job. I work as a tech in the lab in the evenings. We are often isolated from patient contact unless an inpatient or outpatient needs their labs drawn. Unlike doctors or nurses, who do have patient contact, the lab doesn't really get the glory even though we help in diagnosis and treatment. We are often underappreciated and don't get the respect. We get negative feedback because they complain that we aren't fast enough to get the results out. What they (doctors, nurses, and patients) don't understand is that we get tons of specimen. And it's not just in one wave, but there's one after another. As much as I can, I try to manage my time and work as fast as I can. However, this often leaves me exhausted. Last night for instance around 9 pm, I had a specimen incubating for 10 minutes. I haven't had dinner yet so I figured that I could eat in 10 minutes. So I went on a break, but then a specimen from the ER came. The doctor called and wanted the results RIGHT NOW because the test was ordered an hour ago. Unfortunately, the order was not entered by his nurse in the computer. He b****ed and hung up on me as I was explaining this. Anyway, I did the test. By the time I got through with the ER specimen, it was time for me to do the other. I never got to eat my dinner until I got home at midnight. This happens nearly everyday, and I'm getting sick of it. I'm sick of the heavy workload, the doctors and nurses complaints, the low pay, and especially the underappreciation and disrespect we receive from our peers.
As always I try to look at the positive side of my job. My co-workers are like family and we all get along well. I get to see interesting cases. I am amazed and fascinated how the human body works and responds to any diseased state...and with the skills and knowledge I use in my job, I can get a picture of what's happening to the patient.
I do admit that I miss patient contact. When I was in pre-med, I worked as a nursing assistant. I wasn't making a lot of money, and it was exhausting, but I liked it. I figured this would help me get some work experience since I wanted to be a doctor. Becoming a physician was my dream. However, I ended up dropping out because of my medical condition. Towards the end of my first year of med school, I was diagnosed with a thyroid problem. Because it went on being undiagnosed for a long time, it became very severe. I went for treatment for a long time and ended up having surgery. My thyroid had to be taken out, and I now take thyroid replacement hormone. Anyway, since I ended up missing a lot of days, I just decided to quit med school. It was very hard for me not to get depressed, and I tried to tell myself that it was better for me to leave school since I had to focus on getting better. Because my pre-med degree was in medical technology, I decided to work in the lab.
Most of my friends are now doctors, and I envy them sometimes. (I hate saying that.) I actually thought about going back to medical school, but I am not sure if I can physically handle it. My body just isn't how it use to be. I get tired very easily. I'm also older that than the average med student. (I'm 29, BTW) Then of course, there's the financial factor. Med school is expensive.
My BF, E, has encouraged me to go back to school since he knows that I am unhappy with my job. The problem is that there are so many graduate programs out there. I thought about leaving the medical field, but medicine is really all I know. I thought about getting a graduate degree in the field I am in right now, but I'm not really sure if I want to stick with it. These are the choices I can come up with, and I'm just not very good when it comes to making life-altering decisions.
I am sorry if I had complained too much. I really don't do this, and try to be optimistic and tell myself things like, "It could have been worse." I guess I am just frustrated. Or burn out. Or just plain tired.
Thanks for reading.
For the past year or so, I have been feeling a little depressed at my job. I work as a tech in the lab in the evenings. We are often isolated from patient contact unless an inpatient or outpatient needs their labs drawn. Unlike doctors or nurses, who do have patient contact, the lab doesn't really get the glory even though we help in diagnosis and treatment. We are often underappreciated and don't get the respect. We get negative feedback because they complain that we aren't fast enough to get the results out. What they (doctors, nurses, and patients) don't understand is that we get tons of specimen. And it's not just in one wave, but there's one after another. As much as I can, I try to manage my time and work as fast as I can. However, this often leaves me exhausted. Last night for instance around 9 pm, I had a specimen incubating for 10 minutes. I haven't had dinner yet so I figured that I could eat in 10 minutes. So I went on a break, but then a specimen from the ER came. The doctor called and wanted the results RIGHT NOW because the test was ordered an hour ago. Unfortunately, the order was not entered by his nurse in the computer. He b****ed and hung up on me as I was explaining this. Anyway, I did the test. By the time I got through with the ER specimen, it was time for me to do the other. I never got to eat my dinner until I got home at midnight. This happens nearly everyday, and I'm getting sick of it. I'm sick of the heavy workload, the doctors and nurses complaints, the low pay, and especially the underappreciation and disrespect we receive from our peers.
As always I try to look at the positive side of my job. My co-workers are like family and we all get along well. I get to see interesting cases. I am amazed and fascinated how the human body works and responds to any diseased state...and with the skills and knowledge I use in my job, I can get a picture of what's happening to the patient.
I do admit that I miss patient contact. When I was in pre-med, I worked as a nursing assistant. I wasn't making a lot of money, and it was exhausting, but I liked it. I figured this would help me get some work experience since I wanted to be a doctor. Becoming a physician was my dream. However, I ended up dropping out because of my medical condition. Towards the end of my first year of med school, I was diagnosed with a thyroid problem. Because it went on being undiagnosed for a long time, it became very severe. I went for treatment for a long time and ended up having surgery. My thyroid had to be taken out, and I now take thyroid replacement hormone. Anyway, since I ended up missing a lot of days, I just decided to quit med school. It was very hard for me not to get depressed, and I tried to tell myself that it was better for me to leave school since I had to focus on getting better. Because my pre-med degree was in medical technology, I decided to work in the lab.
Most of my friends are now doctors, and I envy them sometimes. (I hate saying that.) I actually thought about going back to medical school, but I am not sure if I can physically handle it. My body just isn't how it use to be. I get tired very easily. I'm also older that than the average med student. (I'm 29, BTW) Then of course, there's the financial factor. Med school is expensive.
My BF, E, has encouraged me to go back to school since he knows that I am unhappy with my job. The problem is that there are so many graduate programs out there. I thought about leaving the medical field, but medicine is really all I know. I thought about getting a graduate degree in the field I am in right now, but I'm not really sure if I want to stick with it. These are the choices I can come up with, and I'm just not very good when it comes to making life-altering decisions.
I am sorry if I had complained too much. I really don't do this, and try to be optimistic and tell myself things like, "It could have been worse." I guess I am just frustrated. Or burn out. Or just plain tired.
Thanks for reading.