It's official for me, spay/neuter month, aka hell month, is over. I was in surgery 2-3 days a week for the month and I spent the last 3 days in a row, total of about 16 hours, in surgery. It is exhausting, not only do I anesthetize patients, I calculate and draw up all their drugs, I monitor them closely, recover them, write up my portion of anesthesia, store their bill, write all my drugs and times in the books, call the owners and schedule go home times, and clean the surgery suite when I'm done. My coworkers have been a tremendous help to me, they have been awesome.
Being an anesthetist is a mentally draining job! I take vitals every 5 minutes, am constantly analyzing their vitals, is their heart rate too low/high? Why? Ok, what do I do, adjust this, increase/decrease that. Are they oxygenated well? Blood pressure low? Adjust the fluid rate. How's their plane of anesthesia? Too light? Too deep? I mean, this is why I went to school, this is what I've been trained to do. I like to think I do it well. Everyone comments how calm and chill I am in stressful situations. Still, it is draining on my mind. I come out of surgery thirsty for my coffee and usually hungry as hell.
I have a 3 day weekend that I am so looking forward to. I had pizza for dinner and am relaxing tonight.
