21

I have twenty one days left in Medicine.  Twenty one more days of consults and chronic patients, and 21 more days of interrupted sleep and stress.

My face is puffy from pseud0-Cushing’s, my eyebags have reached my zygoma.

Yet I am afraid that I will miss Medicine.  Which is weird, since I can’t seem to catch a break here.

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