On top of a fairly tough week, I was confronted with one of my mistakes today.
Clearly, no-one likes to find they've made a mistake; I guess it's worse in this business. The magnitude of my error will become apparent with time, but no-one died, thank God, and no-one should. The sum total is probably an extra week of discomfort for someone, but... it could have been worse.
It probably does us good to realise once in awhile that we can never be too careful. I can add complacency to my list of failures of late.
I can only hope to reconstruct myself: better, stronger, faster...
We have the technology
(Although not to grow a 'tache...)
Showing posts with label Bandits. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bandits. Show all posts
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Insight
GodDammit, I'm tired.
On nights again. Out shifts always seem to be unpredictable; predictably unpredictable? I don't know. Either way, I'm all over the shop, and it makes it difficult to keep up. I begin to see why shift workers kill themselves so often. Our staff numbers seem to be forever shrinking. I'm not sure it's any easier for the bosses, but...
Tonight I'm doubling up with another middle grade. I don't like it. I prefer working alone, or with a regular 'team'. This is a kind of babysitting, allowing my colleague to ease int nights. I guess it's a test of my higher management skills. I think I'm failing.
We never eased into nights. Maybe we should?
Working with another is fine, but in case of banditry... I dunno.
This, of course, is compounded by my growing concern that I am not doing my job very well any more. I have always struggled with the extra-clinical work. I really don't care about research, and struggle to keep up. I enjoy teaching, but find it hard to find, or make time, to do the students justice.
But know, I'm wondering whether I'm cutting it clinically. I've always had faith in my own ability, bordering on the arrogant. I'm not so sure any more. It's all very well bemoaning bandits, and the poor quality of medical training these days, but it needs to be backed up by actually being good at one's job. I think I was...
Time to try harder?
On nights again. Out shifts always seem to be unpredictable; predictably unpredictable? I don't know. Either way, I'm all over the shop, and it makes it difficult to keep up. I begin to see why shift workers kill themselves so often. Our staff numbers seem to be forever shrinking. I'm not sure it's any easier for the bosses, but...
Tonight I'm doubling up with another middle grade. I don't like it. I prefer working alone, or with a regular 'team'. This is a kind of babysitting, allowing my colleague to ease int nights. I guess it's a test of my higher management skills. I think I'm failing.
We never eased into nights. Maybe we should?
Working with another is fine, but in case of banditry... I dunno.
This, of course, is compounded by my growing concern that I am not doing my job very well any more. I have always struggled with the extra-clinical work. I really don't care about research, and struggle to keep up. I enjoy teaching, but find it hard to find, or make time, to do the students justice.
But know, I'm wondering whether I'm cutting it clinically. I've always had faith in my own ability, bordering on the arrogant. I'm not so sure any more. It's all very well bemoaning bandits, and the poor quality of medical training these days, but it needs to be backed up by actually being good at one's job. I think I was...
Time to try harder?
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
How To Be Dead
I am particularly melancholic right now. A hard weekend, another week going by without a 'new me'. And now I'm watching a film with Sean Connery in it, wherein he seems to have been cast 20 years too old...
I need a drink. I think I'm out of scotch...
I had a hellish weekend. I composed several posts in my head during the course of it, all of which have flown by-the-by. Maybe a Dictaphone..?
Of the people I work with...
They are, by and large, a sterling bunch. 3 of my peers I am particularly fond of, and will be sad to lose them at the great rotation in May. Or maybe it's August... I forget. One, however, is increasingly showing their true colours as a bandit practitioner. The shady instances just keep mounting, and mounting.
I suspect the bosses know. I'm just not sure what we / they can do about it. I guess we all just work a bit harder? I think this particular colleague is moving on; and their human rights being as they are, I'm not sure we can tell anyone what a bandit they are, without being accused of prejudice, or bias, or something.
I always figured if you were shit, you were shit, and the sooner someone told you, the better? Not any more... it's always someone else's fault you weren't quite good enough.
I need a drink. I think I'm out of scotch...
I had a hellish weekend. I composed several posts in my head during the course of it, all of which have flown by-the-by. Maybe a Dictaphone..?
Of the people I work with...
They are, by and large, a sterling bunch. 3 of my peers I am particularly fond of, and will be sad to lose them at the great rotation in May. Or maybe it's August... I forget. One, however, is increasingly showing their true colours as a bandit practitioner. The shady instances just keep mounting, and mounting.
I suspect the bosses know. I'm just not sure what we / they can do about it. I guess we all just work a bit harder? I think this particular colleague is moving on; and their human rights being as they are, I'm not sure we can tell anyone what a bandit they are, without being accused of prejudice, or bias, or something.
I always figured if you were shit, you were shit, and the sooner someone told you, the better? Not any more... it's always someone else's fault you weren't quite good enough.
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