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I'm starting out my second year in surgery residency and was wondering how "normal" or often do residents think of quitting.
Residency at all levels and specialties is an endurance marathon and not a sprint. I always cringe when people talk about how great it is after you get past internship. Each year should be a little better. But, there is alot of suck to all years of residency. The prize is when you complete residency, get a job & board certification. Residency is a foundation hurdle. Don't loose focus of the goal....how "normal" or often do residents think of quitting. ...I thought of quitting medicine altogether...
So I just wanted to ask if anyone else during their residency had similar thoughts. ...And if ...do it now than later to avoid wasting any more of my life in this profession.
...are you depressed? Clinically? Is it situational depression, from being an exhausted overworked resident, or is it something that you need to have treated, either by a primary care doc or a psychiatrist. Ultimately, our aiblity to care for ourselves is what separates us from animals. Reach out if you need to.
I also looked at it like I was climbing everest. it is supposed to be difficult and it is supposed to hurt... but the view from the top is magnificent and worth the climb.
#1 it is quite illegal to be working 100 hours every week
Fixed that for ya...if i get a perf'ed bowel someday i'll be eternally grateful to the person who comes in in the middle of the night and has to stumble through clinic the next day and miss breakfast with their family.
No moonlighting opportunities? Our residents in the lab get a lot of moonlighting in. Trauma needs people all the time. A private hospital here likes having our guys in the CVICU. Our people "in the lab" end up the OR quite a bit...and pull down a lot more than their lab salaries while doing it.As much as I bitched and complained those first two years, I'd take it over research any day of the week. It's my second year in the lab and I miss operating a great deal, and it's hard to watch my friends build confidence and experience while I sit in my office writing papers.
What did you switch into?i was in this exact situation once upon a time. as a med student i loved surgery more than anything else. i loved the fast pace, being in the OR, and even the long hours. i liked feeling productive.
i studied my ***** off to get into a good residency and succeeded. i read all the books in preparation, and i was thrilled that i would finally be able to begin my training.
after about 6 months of residency i finally admitted to myself that i was miserable and didn't see a light at the end of the tunnel. i saw the systematic dehumanization of my fellow residents (and myself), i found myself getting irrationally angry at the SICU patients ("why the EFF won't he stop complaining about his EFFING chest pain??!?"), and every morning when i woke up my entire body hurt for no clear reason. on my glorious postcall days i fell asleep eating dinner with my boyfriend, even in restaurants. i fantasized about sleep the way most people fantasize about far more interesting things.
throughout all this i can honestly say that i still loved surgery. i even sincerely liked most of my colleagues. but at the end of the day it wasn't enough-- i realized that everyone only gets to live once and i loved too many other things in my life to devote myself entirely to the OR. i would have gotten to save a lot of lives as a surgeon, but it would have been at the expense of my own.
i switched specialties after my intern year and never regretted it for a second. there are a lot of people here who will tell you you'll never forgive yourself for quitting surgery, etc., etc. keep in mind that the people in this forum are surgery residents, not the people who left for another field (i came upon this thread because a friend sent me the link)...
thankfully there are people out there who do love the OR enough to become surgeons. if i get a perf'ed bowel someday i'll be eternally grateful to the person who comes in in the middle of the night and has to sleep through the next day and miss breakfast with their family.
And he's back!But if you want to see referrals, you just smile and write "thank you for allowing me to participate in the care of this wonderful and interesting patient, I loooooove fibromyalgia and constipation."
There's some dietitian here who called me 15 minutes after the other team signed out to me to ask if she could change the diet order on a patient. Lo and behold, this was the same patient that was signed out to me as "We wrote the diet order we wanted, they questioned us, so we clarified with the attending who said that's what he wanted, so we told them not to touch it." Fifteen minutes later, the dietitian couldn't wait to call the next set of ears to plead her case. Ugh.But since residents are the ones getting woken up at 3:06 AM to be asked if the patient can have their diet advanced by some industrious nurse lacking any common sense or human decency, that's fine with them.
it is human nature to want to quit now matter how many years your residency, how tough or cushy your call schedule is, or how demeaning the attendings, senior residents, or nursing staff can be.
you are always considered, "not a doctor" because you are a resident.
your peers are off making money, being independent, spending time with their families. very depressing.
I finally came to think like this as illogical as it seems:
1) i could be sent to prison for six years
2) i could be in a john mccain style POW camp for six years
3) i could be a homeless street person for six years.
instead I was sentenced to residency and had no option but to finish
obviously my residency was six years.
this grass is greener approach really helped.
nobody will break me.
I encourage you to text your spouse during the day often. have them visit you on call and bring in food for you occasionally. it will help your relationship, parenting, and outlook for grinding through the days.
I also looked at it like I was climbing everest. it is supposed to be difficult and it is supposed to hurt... but the view from the top is magnificent and worth the climb.
this is my amateur psychology tale of getting through in the days before the limit on resident work hours.