Last night Bullshit SR told me arrange and transfuse blood for two patients at 2:00am. Because then only that idiot noted hb 7 in the report which came at 6 pm. I had do a fist fight and tug of war with one patient ( he had his leg aimed and ready to kick me all the time which was held back by another patient's attender) while I was dizzily pricking him multiple times. The other was a poor little boy who couldnot cry because he was tracheotomized. Only thing he do is wave his hands in agony and drop some tears from eyes. And his helpless mom who had no other choice than cooperate held his legs so that I could do a femoral puncture.
After that today morning, with a half awake brain I was pricking a 3 month baby 5-6 times for an ABG. I have lost or shutdown my that part of heart which is supposed to respond to the shrill cry of this baby.
Ps: I am doing my part sincerely as neurosurgery resident in making last days of these patients miserable and ensure a painful death.
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