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So....here I am.
I made the decision to be a doctor in 2008, and after the spinning of my wheels, finding my footing, and FINALLY getting to the end of my pre-requisites, I am looking forward--like the rest of you--to the steep ascent. Rougher from here on out.
I'm ok with this, though. Bring it on. And, despite my 70-80 hour weeks, balancing full-time work and a heavy load of classes, I feel more solid in my decision than ever before..........
....but it seems as if I'm the only one....
Several weeks ago, my relationship ended. About 2 and a half years worth of an amazing time. He said he would be there with me through anything, and I never doubted that he would. But, just before the start of the semester, he brought the hammer down and told me that he couldn't handle my schedule now, and does not have the strength to support a future doctor. I respected the decision, and was impressed that he could be so candid about it. Oddly enough, I wasn't devastated. More so, I was relieved for him.
Seeing as how I'm tenacious enough to want to do a specialty with a long, arduous residency...I can't help but wonder what man would want to be there for me? Who would be crazy enough to enter into a relationship, just to be alone for most of the week?
Anyone else have this feeling? That we are sacrificing the relationships we hold dear in order to assist complete strangers? A bit twisted, this medicine thing... A bit twisted we are for loving it so much
I made the decision to be a doctor in 2008, and after the spinning of my wheels, finding my footing, and FINALLY getting to the end of my pre-requisites, I am looking forward--like the rest of you--to the steep ascent. Rougher from here on out.
I'm ok with this, though. Bring it on. And, despite my 70-80 hour weeks, balancing full-time work and a heavy load of classes, I feel more solid in my decision than ever before..........
....but it seems as if I'm the only one....
Several weeks ago, my relationship ended. About 2 and a half years worth of an amazing time. He said he would be there with me through anything, and I never doubted that he would. But, just before the start of the semester, he brought the hammer down and told me that he couldn't handle my schedule now, and does not have the strength to support a future doctor. I respected the decision, and was impressed that he could be so candid about it. Oddly enough, I wasn't devastated. More so, I was relieved for him.
Seeing as how I'm tenacious enough to want to do a specialty with a long, arduous residency...I can't help but wonder what man would want to be there for me? Who would be crazy enough to enter into a relationship, just to be alone for most of the week?
Anyone else have this feeling? That we are sacrificing the relationships we hold dear in order to assist complete strangers? A bit twisted, this medicine thing... A bit twisted we are for loving it so much
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