“It may be hard for an egg to turn into a bird: it would be a jolly sight harder for it to learn to fly while remaining an egg. We are like eggs at present. And you cannot go on indefinitely being just an ordinary, decent egg. We must be hatched or go bad.” – C. S. Lewis
On days when I am just overwhelmed and not able to keep up I use quotes to bridge the gap between meatier posts.
Today, you get both!
It started with my first patient this morning wanting me to offer a second opinion on his work up with a neurologist for neuropathy. I had no records. And oh by the way, I have this massive abscess on my chest wall that needs to be drained…
My second patient had a massive burn on his leg from the tailpipe of his motorcycle after an accident. And oh by the way my other ankle is hurting really bad and the ER did not do an xray… Turns out he did have a rather nice fracture and we had to locate an orthopedist that could see him today.
My third patient was a brand new patient just discharged from the hospital after her fifth stroke. Doc, no one is telling me why I keep having these… Turns out she has had years of poorly controlled diabetes, high cholesterol, and blood pressure issues that I had to wade through in addition to getting her set up for speech therapy, occupational therapy, and physical therapy. The proverbial train wreck. Then I had to discuss the fact that her strokes are probably going to keep happening.
My fourth patient… Aw hell. It only got worse from there.
By then I was running over an hour behind. You just can’t recover from that. The whole rest of the day was shot. And it was not like I could hurry through or skip any of these issues for these patients. Fortunately, I have very understanding patients who were kind about having to wait. Maybe they were spewing venom on Facebook, tagged in my waiting room, but at least they were kind to me and to my staff. I am grateful for that.
Multiple emails about administrative things had to be exchanged. Phone calls made. Staff moral boosted.
I did not get to pee all day. Or eat. Or breathe.
Then, I rushed from clinic to pick the kids up in the nick of time and headed home. We ate. We did Pre-K homework.
Wait! Pre-K has homework?!?!!
Bed. Bed still feels a very long way away.
So what does C. S. Lewis have to do with all of this? Not a damn thing except that this quote struck me square on the forehead when I saw it.
Am I that decent egg at risk of going bad?