Tomorrow is my last call of intern year. The last call to hold the evil intern pager. The life of a surgery intern is drawing to a close. This year has been the most painful year of my life. However, now that I'm on the other side of it, everything feels like a blur -- like it happened a really long time ago and yesterday at the same time. At times this has felt like the longest year of my life. I have unfortunately wished many a day to pass by. I feel empty a lot. I'd like to say that at the same time its been awesome, but it hasn't. I love my fellow residents. I have been a part of some amazing operations. I have met patients that I will never forget. But, I have no hallmark greeting card insights. All I can say is that I survived. I am choosing to keep going. I believe on more days that not that the goal is worth it, even if the day by day journey doesn't seem to be.
I hope to keep writing in this blog as the life of a surgery intern becomes the life of a surgery resident. In 6 days I'll have a coat with my name on it and a new set of fears and responsibilities. Thanks for coming along with me for the ride so far.
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Yay! for crossing over! My favorite parts of life are the transitions, as scary and exciting as they all are. There's no place to go but forward, so attraversiamo! You'll be splendid. :-)
WOOO HOOOO! You survived. Knew you would. You rock!
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