Residency is happening. Life has been on hold. And even though it's as if a lot of things have changed, I feel the same.
I'm supposed to be joyful, grateful even, it seems like my life's on track and yet it feels stagnant and I feel stuck.
It has been a year and a half of Residency, I've sadly lost patients, I've sent home patients, fulfilled and well, with satisfied parents. I remind myself I study not for me but for them and yet everyday feels like a struggle against not quitting.
Today is the first day of a long awaited break from the daily mess of the hospital life. Today I will rest and sleep. And I will spend the remaining days of the week resting in the Lord.
And by the end of this week I hope to remind myself that I love what I'm doing, and I will go back and everyday wake up excited on what the day would bring.
And in a year or so when I decided to write again, I myself will be fulfilled, satisfied and content.
