Theory of Relativity

It's funny how quickly we get used to things.  I was soooo looking forward to this half of the year; after getting to the hospital at 5 for my surgical rotations, I figured 7 would seem like a godsend - I mean, the sun is already up by then!!  And family medicine - working outpatient hours?  Like a normal human being?  Unbelievable.

Well, turns out 7 is still pretty early to be somewhere.  It's not like my alarm goes off at 5:50 and I jump out of bed whistling a merry tune and thinking, "Gee golly am I happy it's not 4 am" - my first thought is usually still just, "Uchhhh." 

I'll be honest, there were some mornings on surgery when I cried actual tears when my alarm went off (not even kidding) - soooo obviously that was much worse, and maybe if there was a day on surgery when the residents were like, "no, please, don't come in until 7 am tomorrow," then 7 would seem AMAZING.  But when they're not right next to each other, 7 is so not amazing.


And I'll admit, my family medicine hours are amazing - the practice doesn't open till 10!  Yet somehow, I am still EXHAUSTED at the end of every day, and more often than not, no studying AND no socializing get done in the evening (oh, I had such high hopes for both during this rotation).  I know, I know, woe is me, I'm tired, wahh.  But I'm tired!  Wahh!