Friday, April 02, 2010
Random musings
The more I delve into Psychiatry, the scarier the whole thing gets. I don't mean the usual DSM-IV diagnoses of schizophrenia/depression/personality disorders etc - it's actually studying psychopathology that is quite scary. All of a sudden you start thinking that you might be ... psycho. Oh dear. By and large though, it's an enjoyable job. It's unfortunate, but I keep feeling like I don't get enough time with some patients, and that I don't have enough autonomy sometimes. For a few straightforward cases like mental retardation, homosexuality or anxiety I can get them done and over with in a matter of minutes, but once in a while an instructive case comes along. Just yesterday I spent 45 minutes with a guy and his father. And sometimes I'm afraid to make a diagnosis of 'no mental illness'. I mean, deep inside I am pretty darned sure that the guy isn't bonkers, but just to cover my ass I end up asking my boss (and maybe looking a bit like an idiot in the meantime).
Feeling a little excited, just got a large package from the Czech republic with some plants in it, including a species of Utricularia from Hiroshima. I wonder if it's radioactive.
We're going to meet up with the builder today. Our new room is proving to be quite a difficult one to deal with, especially the bathroom. And I need to talk to him about the airwell, bother bother BOTHER!
Wenky
8:32 AM
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