i hate urology.It's my current job. I actually don't dislike the specialty itself that much. i just hate the surgeons, ie. my seniors.
My registrar told me to call the Professor of Cardiology (not to mention, at the same time, prominent cardiologist in the world. Try google-ing Keith Fox.) to find out about what drug the patient was taking (coz the patient was participating in this Drug trial that the Professor is chairing and needed to go for an operation and I have spent the prior 2 hours calling all the research nurses, professor's secretaries, research fellow etc and can't get any1).
F**king hell! The professors only chair the projects and give ideas and present the final paper. But they DON"T KNOW and WON'T KNOW about the minute details of the patient. This registrar who has been in medical field this long shouldnt be so stupid not to know that. and of course. the professor was away in South Africa for conference. hah.
To put it in perspective for the non medics. it's just like your finance department Head demanding you call the Regional Director to find out what the budget for the Family Day is, simply because the Regional Director had his/her name down as the Head of the Family Day Committee (and you can't get hold of any1 else in the committee).
i also hate the fact that i am a doctor doing a clerk's job. When i discharge ONE patient, there will be at least THREE paper documents needed - discharge letter +/- book day 10 cystogram + book the patient's next clinic appointment +/- book the patient on the operating list. in an average day, about FIVE patient at least, gets discharged (on a good day). which means, FIFTEEN pieces of paper work. on top of trying to managing medical problems. Guess what. Bcoz the department insists on us using this outdated computer program developed 10 years ago to type the letters, it took me 45 mins the other day to do ONE letter, where i could have complete 1 handwritten letter in 5 mins. annoying. highly annoying.
i'm not an ungrateful bitch. nor am i lazy. certain things just take too much effort and don't make sense. and now, into my 3rd job in my 1st year as a doctor, i ain't taking no crap anymore (when the registrar told me to call the cardiology professor, i told the registrar (politely of course) that i will quote his (the registrar's) name and tell Professor Fox, it was him who insists that i call. hah)
ahhh...shouldnt complain so much i guess. at least i have one good looking Irish colleague(Irish men just has this funny charm. i think it boils down to the accent) working with me, at least something to look forward to at work. Damn it. i was suppose to be professional about it! hah.
nightie night every1!
