I am 6.5 weeks into my surgery rotation. I feel shackled to the operating room and thoroughly sleep deprived. This Sunday will be my first day away from the hospital in 14 days.
The other evening my roommate, who is now in her peds rotation, accused me of not liking Christmas. What did I do? For no clear reason, I started to cry.
And then both of us, who are actually considering going into this ridiculous field, started cracking up.