It was pretty funny as at the first sight of me he actually said, "Nice to see you again, doctor", but when I mentioned that I was there to change the catheter he immediately looked like I've dropped him a death sentence or something. Bless him. Anyways, he agreed to it, all the while shaking away nervously making weird sounds as a way to cope with the anticipated pain.
In the end it all went well, Alhamdulillah. It helped that he's such a lovely patient mashaAllah! And as I was cleaning up, he asked for my name. I said Bella as always, but he wanted my real, full name, asking to look at my ID card. I gave it to him and he then asked me to write down my full name with the department I'm in on a piece of paper. I honestly thought it was rather weird, but I wrote a little note for him anyway, he's such a lovely man to begin with!
I jokingly said that I do accept credit cards, lol. And that I expect nothing less than a cheque. Haha poor man must've thought that this doctor's in the job for money!
But he then said, "Soon enough you'll find out why I asked for your details today." Ooh, someone's got some surprise in it for me!
Anyways, it was such a good feeling after a failed bloods from a patient earlier - young, fit and even on blood-thinning drug - when I'm usually good with bloods. I mean, my first catheter on my own and I'm already getting a cheque coming, lol!
I know I sounded a lot unhappier about medicine days/weeks earlier, but I thought instead of being bitter about it, why don't I just cherish it. Celebrate the fact that I am a doctor. After all I worked hard for it! And I thought maybe, just maybe, if I write/talk/share more about medicine, then it'll love me back, and my heart grow into it - Law of Attraction. Meanwhile let me just chill while all the new doctors (Adam included, haha) panic about their first day tomorrow!
Ahh 5 off days at the start of work. You won't get that from other jobs.