Feminine wiles, oh what the hell....

so it's been a good week so far. i've gotten to do a lot of things i haven't seen yet, and my suturing is improving mightily. i am still breaching sterile field all the time, dagnammit, but even my awareness of DON'T PUT YOUR HAND THERE seems to be getting better. everyone is just so nice and supportive. while they threaten to throw sharp instruments at me when i do stupid stuff, no one has actually done it (or not that i've noticed, anyway).

so today i did 2 total hips in a row w/ the same surgeon. the first time, he told me to use the "bent" retractor....so i used it and didn't think about it again. the second surgery he asked me to tell him what kind of retractor i should ask for and i said loudly and proudly to the scrub nurse, "i would like a bent retractor, please." they all started laughing and staring at me. apparently the "bent retractor" is actually a Bennett retractor and is pretty common and something i probably should have known. so from then on he laughingly referred to it as the "bent retractor" and i just laughed it off. he then said that sometimes it's ok for women to be more whimsical and not always serious and just for the smallest of moments i was grateful for my feminine wiles and ability to charm my way out of sticky situations without being seen as a total boob...(every pun intended), and as long as he wasn't yelling at me, i was ok w/ the fact that he's probably sitting around the doctors lounge right now telling of this young female student with her bent retractor. but to be honest, there was a large part of me that just wanted to tell him to get.....you get the picture.

sleepy. several 12-13 hr days this week and i'm on call tomorrow night. sleepy and sleepy.