Obstetrics Rotation

I can't believe it's been months since my last entry, especially with my usual habits of blogging nearly everyday. OK, so last Tuesday I got promoted to level 2 intern and so I'm not doing different rotations throughout the hospital anymore. I get to decide on an area of concentration and of course, I have chosen the O.B. department. I must say, you really do have to be born to do something because O.B. is the opposite of all the complaints I heard from other interns. It's great. Sure, it's bloody, gross, and some women are cranky. But if you put 2 and 2 together, you can understand that these women are scared and in pain.
Yesterday, I realized how quickly you can tell the difference between a perfectly normal delivery from one that's a little concerning (despite that the baby was fine). I guess it doesn't take much of a brain surgeon to see if something is wrong with a uterus. Anyway. I almost cried... this one couple was truly touching. They were obviously having their first because while the mother pushed, she kept crying out, "oh my God...oh my God... we're having a baby! A baby!" When the baby was born she and her husband cried and kissed like there was no tomorrow. Unfortunately, I feel little uncomfortable around the nursing students there. Mostly because I feel pure hate coming from them. Why? I suppose it's because they're finishing up their degree and here I am, a young high school student, observing the same things they are.