Quick post-first-day-in-the-PICU update: it was a good day. Despite always feeling that someone was going to suddenly jump up, point their finger at me, and expose me as a total impostor, I picked up my six patients this morning (ugh, 6:45 AM!) and had a great time taking care of them for the whole day. Things work so smoothly in the PICU; it’s nice to see a place that’s pretty insulated from the politics and bickering that can take place most other places in the hospital. And I’m finding more and more that I like acute care… you really have a chance to feel like you’re making a difference, and you can actually see that difference a lot of the time.

Now, for the bigger step — I’m on call tomorrow night. Wish me luck…