A lot of this blog is about reminiscing about my training. I've decided that my job is too important to me to write anything specific about my coworkers or the patients I see, for fear any stories will come off the wrong way. I don't even want there to be a remote chance that a patient I saw in the last few years will recognize himself, so I only write about patients that I saw at least 2-3 years ago. As I've said before, if there's an entry that would get me in trouble if my boss saw it, then I don't write it.
So you might be wondering how I remember all these stories from med school and residency... do I have the best memory ever?
When I was in training, I kept a journal that was not public. I wrote pretty much every day, as a way to vent and just because I like to write. It was cheap therapy for me. Just to show how much I wrote, I recently turned all the entries into books via Lulu and this is how it looks:
I didn't make the entries public for the same reason I don't write about my current job: I didn't want my co-students to hate me.
But now I could give two shits if that gunner on my psych rotation knows that I thought he was a little kissass. So I go through the old journal entries and publish the ones I think are interesting, no holds barred. What you're seeing is the "best of" from my eight years of training. When I have some free time, I'll copy and paste like 10 of my previous blog entries and then schedule them for future posts.
And you're lucky, because the vast majority of what I originally wrote was stressing, obsessing, and rambling. As opposed to what's on this blog, which is of course all pure gold.