It’s 1:30 am and I can’t sleep. When I wake up tomorrow, it will my last day of vacation. Technically, since today is already the 31st, today is my last day of vacation. Tomorrow, I start officially. I’m scared now. What happens when I make the wrong calls? What if I miss the fractures? What happens when I get the the difficult serial xrays? What if I don’t know?
I don’t like this feeling and what it portends. The last time I felt this unsure I was waiting for board results. And while the results were OK, honestly, they could’ve been better. Before that, it was 2nd year med school right around the time when I realized I knew nothing about medicine. I know nothing about radiology. How will I ever catch up?