28/08/2026
Last night, I was busy with my patient who had to be re-intubated. I was alone with the doctor, and honestly, I still don’t feel fully competent or confident in situations like this. But Alhamdulillah, I kept going and somehow made it through.
During my shift, I missed an order and wasn’t able to transfuse the platelet. I also called to check the availability of FFP, but it wasn’t available.
After my shift, I was still trying to complete everything that needed to be done. I prepared the paperwork for the blood transfusion and asked the doctor to write the order on the form. It was the first time I had seen him so irritable. He asked me if it was urgent and told me to wait for 10 minutes.
Ten minutes passed, but the order still hadn’t been written.
At that point, I was already holding back my tears, trying my best to stay calm because I was about to cry.
One of the staff noticed and informed the charge nurse. The charge nurse came to help me, wrote the order herself, and asked another doctor to put the stamp.
I then took the blood to the blood bank. When I returned to the NICU, I was still looking for a doctor who could countercheck with me. One doctor refused, while the others were busy with rounds.
I finally went home at 8:48 AM.
As much as I could, I tried my best to do my work and never leave things unfinished. But after everything that happened, I felt so down. I kept blaming myself and thinking, “I’m so stupid. Maybe I’m really not good enough for this.”
The receiving staff even told me that because of what happened, she would be irritated and that her shift would become busy because of me.
And honestly, that hurt.
I know I made a mistake. I know there are still many things I need to learn. I take responsibility for that.