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I'm sitting here in my living room writing. My girlfriend has to work tomorrow, I don't. She's asleep upstairs, I'm not.
Rage Against The Machine fills the air around me. I can see....no...that's an understatement.... I can
FEEL
Zach de la Rocha bolt out Bulls On Parade
in my living room
TONIGHT!!!
The song is literally playing as I post this.
I have a message I'd like to share.
Yeah, medicine is changing.
A lotta
DICTATION
is happening from people we as doctors
would rather
HAPPILY IGNORE....
insurance companies....
paraprofessionals....
blah blah blah
This post isn't about the struggles of our profession.
This post is about the fact that
Jesus Christ I've been in private practice for
SIXTEEN YEARS NOW AND I STILL
LOVE MY JOB.
After sixteen years, I still awaken spontaneously on work days at
5 AM.
And I don't just awaken.
I awaken
EAGER.
Because I love my job. I
LOVE
being an
ANESTHESIOLOGIST,
dudes.
It's important to me that you know that.
Rage Against The Machine fills the air around me. I can see....no...that's an understatement.... I can
FEEL
Zach de la Rocha bolt out Bulls On Parade
in my living room
TONIGHT!!!
The song is literally playing as I post this.
I have a message I'd like to share.
Yeah, medicine is changing.
A lotta
DICTATION
is happening from people we as doctors
would rather
HAPPILY IGNORE....
insurance companies....
paraprofessionals....
blah blah blah
This post isn't about the struggles of our profession.
This post is about the fact that
Jesus Christ I've been in private practice for
SIXTEEN YEARS NOW AND I STILL
LOVE MY JOB.
After sixteen years, I still awaken spontaneously on work days at
5 AM.
And I don't just awaken.
I awaken
EAGER.
Because I love my job. I
LOVE
being an
ANESTHESIOLOGIST,
dudes.
It's important to me that you know that.