To all the other 4th years out there, has this happened to you?
Perhaps this was poor planning on my part, but this is how it worked out. For the last six months, life has been good. I have only done electives in my chosen specialty, or else I've been traveling or interviewing. I was quite blessed in that the work I did do was enjoyable to me and I was pretty much given a lot of autonomy/authority. No pointless busy-work. No following people around feigning interest. I was actually productive and when I finished my work --- I left, generally before 2pm. I didn't feel bad at all because I had done something of value.
That was then.
I have (perhaps unwisely) filled the last half of my year with our school's "required" rotations, almost none of which have anything to do with my specialty. For the last week, I keep hoping to wake up from what must be a PTSD flashback from 3rd year. We all remember the madness. Being made to wake up at an ungodly time only to waste hours "following and observing". The time warp that is "afternoon clinic", which would actually be tolerable if you could see patients on your own instead of the attending insisting you follow him around. Being pimped on obscure specialized data you will never need to know. Worst of all, I'm still there at 5-6pm, which is just not the 4th year way.
Where I may have been merely annoyed by this last year, now it feels completely f*cking intolerable after giving me a taste of the good life.
I know I'm being a huge whiner, and that I need to be brought back to my senses before the onslaught of internship.
Let the b*tch-slapping begin.