After 10 long months, it’s finally happened: I’ve sustained a stress fracture from over-exercising my enthusiasm and desire to learn. BOTH ARE NOW BROKEN.
I’m tired of reading Harrison’s, Case Files, Step Up, and Blueprints. I’m tired of NEJM and JAMA. I can’t even concentrate hard enough to read magazines. I would like to read The Princess Bride.
I’ve been to every specialty, every clinic, every inpatient rounds, every call night, and I am done caring. I used to love learning about everything – even my worst specialties, like surgery and OB/GYN – just because they were there! to be learned about! exciting! – but now I can barely muster enough interest to show up.
The arthritis patients and the COPD patients and the heart failure patients are all starting to blend together into a single hazy mass of chronicity, and I’m beginning to totally understand why some doctors are so brusque and jaded.
Don’t get me wrong – I’m still excited about pediatrics. I just want to be done with all these other clinics where it feels like I’m just treading water. I’D LIKE TO START 4TH YEAR RIGHT AWAY PLEASE.
… too bad we still have 10 weeks left.