Catching a stride

Walking into the hospital this morning felt different. There was a stride. Not my stride per se, as I have no idea what my stride in this environment is going to look like. But, there was a stride, a flow, and I was very thankful. The steep learning curve that I was expecting had looked more like a vertical climb last week, and there was no time to study for holds, I just had to randomly grab and hold on. I am therefore thankful that some time adjusting was anticipated and I was not required to cover at the hospital this past weekend. I was finally able to go for a few runs, and spend some time studying. Essentially some time to read and process in my own way. I do believe this contributed to that "stride."

I had another young lady with a molar pregnancy requiring D&C today. Stayed upright the whole time. Ha. Here we go!

Also wanted to share my first orthopedic surgery, completed last week.

Left femur fracture that is 3 years old.

I'm no orthopedic surgeon, but I don't think this guy minds. He may finally be able to bear weight on his leg again. And then who knows... walk eventually, return to work, be a contributing member of society once again. One patient at a time.

Much Love.