what a difference a year makes

So its December. Xmas eve to be exact. I’m working in the hospital. Last year, I was on the Neuro floor. Post call. This year, I’m on call. In the NICU. But other than that, not much has changed. Oh. But I guess, a lot has changed. I’m half-way through this residency. I’m a second year. Now, when I call OSH, I identify myself as Dr. X, and not with my first name.  I feel a bit more confident about my abilities as a doctor, but for the most part, still pretty helpless. And oh yeah, I still don’t know what I want to do when I grow up. Ask me next Christmas.

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I've been swinging from place to place looking for new adventures every day.

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