All I ever think about these days is how much I have to/want to study. I hope that's not how I have a good time, now. Would I rather go hang out with peeps or would I rather sit in and study? It is a difficult question to answer. Just a couple more days and then I can focus all my energy on the next greatest idea I've ever had: iconic detectives and sharks.
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Understandable. I doubt my sister knew that medicine would be like this either but now whenever she calls me she rants about the myriads of ignorami and fools who are too assinine to care for their health but continue to yell at doctors to fix them now "or else."
Maybe specializing during her fellowship will make her feel better. Maybe you too. I should hope.