...is what one of the surgery attendings told Scott and I. He was asking us about the USMLE and that he eventually wants to move to the states (even though he has it pretty good here). He spoke of his brother and sister who are living in Idaho and L.A., respectively. He stated his gratefulness for the opportunities America has given them. Scott mentioned the First Aid series and those books are apparently a hot item. In fact, Scott brought it in yesterday to show Dr. M and another physician bee-lined it from the O.R. and asked if he could have it. The neurosurgeon Scott was working with told him to not leave that book unattended or someone would steal it. I guess we don't realize how good we have it.
But, it can go either way. The doctors here get to truly practice medicine. I need an X-ray. It is done. I need bloodwork. You got it. You need to take these antibiotics. Patients listen. The doctors are not taught, in medical school, to "view each patient as a potential lawsuit" and to make sure every minute detail is documented in a chart and in the dictation. They are not constantly on the phone fighting with insurance companies to reason why the CT needs approval or why this patient needs to take this medication. And the paperwork. The endless paperwork. I'm not looking forward to that aspect. I have nightmares of charts stacked up to the heavens.
However, after working for a week in Santa Ana, I wouldn't trade my spot for the world... for now at least. Talk to me June 2011. Haha!
Well, I know one thing for sure- GOD BLESS AMERICA for BASEBALL! And God Bless Joe for spoiling an American brat that is yours truly. The gift of mlb.tv will get me through the nights (since it is not advisable I be out after 6pm). Te amo mi prometido. Te extrano.
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