Lots of firsts

I can barely believe how many firsts I had this week. So many in fact that to remember them I thought I'd make a list:

First time taking blood from a patient (time 3 and 4 were flawless!)...oh and yay for being useful!

First time giving a talk (presenting at surgical grand rounds) and first time using powerpoint

First time on-call, spending the night in the hospital and getting bleeped (paged)!

First time taking a real patient's history entirely on my own, presenting the history and getting all the differentials right. :)

Well, those were the big ones although there were lots of little ones in between. I really liked neurosurgery. I loved how everyday I was watching and being apart of someone literally saving another person's life. Sometimes that just means giving them more time to enjoy their time here with us all. But there's something that amazes me about how truly beautiful that is. And they do it every day, sacrificing themselves, making every effort to be perfect for complete strangers without wanting or needing even any thanks in return. Its exactly what I want to be apart of. I feel like I just fit in somewhere finally and even with all the hard work and practically no free time, I finally feel like its a place I'm entirely happy being entirely on my own. I fall asleep not needing anything or with the feeling that something is missing. Somehow, somewhere that feeling just disappeared. It gives me shivers. This is it.