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Today the full realization came to me - <span style="font-style:italic;">Teams is over</span>.
Today, all of a sudden, all this time on my hands - and I need not go back to Unit 36 with a huge fake smile on my face, tomorrow or ever again, except to visit.
At the busstop this morning I looked at the sunrise, and really <span style="font-style:italic;">saw </span>the pale gold-grey clouds in the east, for the first time in weeks.
I met a classmate on the elevator ride. She was on surgery and I never saw anyone more chipper post-call, after a month of waking up at 4:30am.
She must really like surgery, I thought.
"So you regularly wake up at 4:30 then?" I asked.
"Good God no! The reason I'm so chipper now is because today is the end of my last call night!!"
During the lunch hour I realized that not all who do Internal are happy.
There was the story of the clerk who got asked what her career aspirations were. She said Psych, and the attending proceeded to fill out her evaluation form with "At Expected Level"s.
In the evening I ran into a pathologist, who asked me how I was.
Seen better days, I said.
Just the 3rd month of an interminable Internal Med rotation, I said.
Oho, he said, Pathology is easy - that's what you're implying, isn't it??!
No, I said wryly, I am saying I would rather work 20 hours a day doing something I liked.
Today I realized that it really all is so very small, these silly people called general medicine attending physicians, with their sad lives trying to make my life as sad as theirs.
Today I am not guilty to feel glad that Teams is over - that the worst of Internal Medicine is over.
Today I am free!!!!
Today, all of a sudden, all this time on my hands - and I need not go back to Unit 36 with a huge fake smile on my face, tomorrow or ever again, except to visit.
At the busstop this morning I looked at the sunrise, and really <span style="font-style:italic;">saw </span>the pale gold-grey clouds in the east, for the first time in weeks.
I met a classmate on the elevator ride. She was on surgery and I never saw anyone more chipper post-call, after a month of waking up at 4:30am.
She must really like surgery, I thought.
"So you regularly wake up at 4:30 then?" I asked.
"Good God no! The reason I'm so chipper now is because today is the end of my last call night!!"
During the lunch hour I realized that not all who do Internal are happy.
There was the story of the clerk who got asked what her career aspirations were. She said Psych, and the attending proceeded to fill out her evaluation form with "At Expected Level"s.
In the evening I ran into a pathologist, who asked me how I was.
Seen better days, I said.
Just the 3rd month of an interminable Internal Med rotation, I said.
Oho, he said, Pathology is easy - that's what you're implying, isn't it??!
No, I said wryly, I am saying I would rather work 20 hours a day doing something I liked.
Today I realized that it really all is so very small, these silly people called general medicine attending physicians, with their sad lives trying to make my life as sad as theirs.
Today I am not guilty to feel glad that Teams is over - that the worst of Internal Medicine is over.
Today I am free!!!!