Tonight I'm on trauma call.
I've never stitched on a living person before in my life. We're the only Level 1 Trauma center in the entire lower half of the state. It's the Friday after 4th of July, which means it's going to be an absolute madhouse on the trauma ward. On top of that, all the residents and interns started on Monday, so they have no idea what they're doing.
I am so terrified.
Also, I feel like a total poser in a white coat.