No post yesterday. Way too fatigued. Still am today, but I think if I don't get in to writing, this will quickly go by the wayside. This week has just been filled with some of the not so pleasant things a pediatrician sometimes (and a neonatologist even more rarely) has to deal with.
So I mentioned that this blog is going to be about some various topics. One of those is medicine and my job as a physician. So I figured I should start with how I ended up in medicine.
I think I was destined to be a physician. At times I really tried hard to not admit that. But eventually it was undeniable. While some kids found stray animals to take care of, I found stray babies. Well maybe not strays, but I found babies. And I always seemed to have friends or acquaintences that were ill. I wrote a report on cancer when a girl in elementary school got diagnosed with leukemia. I also may have read my mom's nursing books. For fun. When I was 7 or 8. I may have diagnosed my sister with appendicitis (by reading said nursing book) around that same time. And that was pre wiki.
I have had two friends that also made a huge impact on me. Both of them had cystic fibrosis. Both are playing music in heaven now. Some day I will tell you more about seeing them live their lives and how I have the most admiration for what people with CF have to deal with.
But for today - I am just glad that I have my munchkin and tank to hug and kiss at the end of the day. And that they are healthy and thriving.