I have two friends. One -Elena-surgeon, and the second- Natalia- obstetrician. We often communicate, complain about life and work :)
When we started working, we often experienced fear: I had problems with intubation of the trachea, the obstetrician had problems with finding the cervix, and the surgeon's friend could not make intestinal sutures.
There is an opinion that only a doctor can understand a doctor. This is actually so. For months and years of work, doctors of urgent medicine become restrained, severe.
Psychological protection from stress often changes character. We have a specific sense of humor. We talk calmly about terrible things. When you see death 2-3 times a week, you work without sleep, and you do not receive any gratitude for this, you become a cruel person.
I know many doctors who constantly take antidepressants.
But no other profession gives you so much joy and pride in yourself. When everything turns out well, it seems that behind them white wings grow.
When the patient opens his eyes after a complicated operation and says: "I want to shower!"
When a tired woman cuddle the newborn twins, when the young surgeon is first sent to surgery alone.
My work is hard, but I really like it.
