Another photograph from the Adams Street Park. It was a cool day but the bees were out anyhow.
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
Another photograph from the Adams Street Park. It was a cool day but the bees were out anyhow.
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
Last night I dream that I am back at work.
I get called to do an emergency surgery. I am a Family Practice Physician. I assisted in surgery, C-sections, and did minor repairs of lacerations (yeah, we don’t use small words like cut) and biopsy of skin lesions (lumps, right?). In the dream I do the surgery, but it worries me. I am not a surgeon. I talk to Dr. L. afterwards. He is a surgeon and has worked here for longer than me, and I’ve been here for 23 years. We get along well.
“I shouldn’t be in the surgical call schedule.” I say.
“Don’t you have the certificate for appendectomies?” he says. Now, that isn’t really a thing. My brain made it up.
“No.” I say.
“Oh.” he says. “I thought you did. Great job on that surgery. We need you.”
“But I am not a surgeon, I would need more training.” I say.
“Oh, we’ll figure it out.” he says. I am worried that I’ll be called for an appendectomy. Or something way worse.
I wake up with a very stiff neck. It has relaxed now, but clearly some part of me is not totally on board with work. I need to be careful what I am getting in to. I am not sure, what if I get pneumonia number five? We are short on physicians though. I can argue with myself very easily. Ok, ok, says the part of me that really wants to return to work: we won’t do appendectomies.
The head of our Legion says that some of his people wish I were working again. I really got along well with my veterans and liked them almost always. They could be really gruff and growly and I would growl back. Then they’d be cheerful. Another person at an outside dance said he missed visits with me and appreciated the time I took. Last night a third person asks how they will know if I start a Long Covid clinic. They have two friends who may have it.
I don’t know. I am mostly absent from medicine right now, but still doing my continuing medical education. I have about 30 hours on Long Covid now, which means I have a lot of strategies to improve things but I can’t cure it. May the research will get there eventually. I am maintaining all of the certifications: medical license, board certification, DEA, membership in the American Academy of Family Medicine. But I also listen to dreams.
For the RDP: absent.
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