It was our second day of return demonstration and I came straight from my graveyard shift at work. I managed to brush through my notes before punching at LCP.
Yesterday’s demo went well. The preceptor was cool and he even laughed at my mistakes. I am really not good at speaking in front of people (maybe I am cursed to speak with people just over the phone).
Today is another day. I took the number one tab just to get it over with immediately so I could go straight home to rest. I was clueless that there’s a rear hole waiting for me down the demo hall.
Admittedly, I screwed up at some steps in performing tracheostomy care but for whatever that is worth, I do not deserve to be yelled at. We are all professionals. The reason I or we are there is to gain knowledge. This is not a collegiate school where it is okay to be howlered.
I paid up freaking six grand plus the uniform not to be humiliated in front of other students and preceptors. I was really close to crying and telling him that it is his job to teach me what is the right thing to do. I bet that he did worse when he was a trainee like me.
I want to stab him in the neck so that he could be intubated then I could perform tracheostomy care on him.
I just kept mum about it. It is not a dog-eat-dog system. I am scared that I would blow up my chance of getting a slot there. I had and have to be nice.
Lesson learned. Practice no maleficence and bring lots of patience.
