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Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Ok, then something cool happened

We have a patient in the Role 3 ICU. He will probably need a medevac out of the country but I wasn't sure, so I went down to talk to his nurse and get some information because he was a military medevac from another FOB. I walked into the ICU as all of the physicians walked in. In the past I was not so welcome and often ignored. There is a new Chief Medical Officer at the Role 3 because the old guard has rotated out. He is a full Navy Captain and very nice. As I saw the herd of doc's walk in I started to slink into the shadows when I saw the Captain at the head of the line. He asked me what I was doing there. "Oh Oh," I thought, her it comes. I told him I was there to check on my patient. He then turned to the crowd, introduced me and told them that I was going to go on rounds with them. The crowd smiled and nodded at me and proceeded on rounds. After the presented my patient and was about to leave, the Cap'n turned to me and asked if there was anything else I deed to know about y patient. "No, sir, thank you." Then they left and the nurse proceeded to give me a report. Just like  real PA. I literally almost cried. I never wanted to leave. After the MPs removed me because I had chained myself to the bed yelling , "I am not an animal, just a contractor, please let me order a test or treatment, anything!" I went back to the clinic, once again marveling about how weird my life is. From stressing about dumbasses taking pictures of my trash can to rounds in the best trauma center in the world. All in 36 hours. Emotional roller-coaster much? Now to get work on that guy medevaced out of here. Just another day at KAF...

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