Welcome to work: 3 out of 7 of your patients are trying to die today. And then your co-intern is going to be post call, so you also get to take care of 10 extra patients. Yipee. Also your boss is being a jerk and you have a killer migraine. And cherry on top - there is no cherry, you don't get to eat today, because you will be paged incessantly by a nurse who thinks talking about a patient's chest tube in minute detail is the highlight of your life.
Some days I definitely forget to be happy; and shiny I don't even know what that word means! Have I lost my youthful glow and idealism already? Well, lets just say I'm a little surprised that over the last 2 months only 2 of my patients have said I look too young to be a doctor. I highly doubt its because I carry an air of medical confidence.
At one point I walked by the gift shop in the hospital and there was a plaque in the window that said "Enjoy the small things". Touche life, touche.
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