It's here! The first day of the golden year of residency. The last year of residency. I can barely contain myself! As we all said our goodbyes to the graduating residents yesterday, I felt a pang of resentment... That they are leaving us, leaving me. Then I remembered that this indicates the end of my torture and the start of a new life. I hope. I hope, I hope.
Waking up this morning, I remembered the morning of my wedding day. I had just woken up bright and early when I saw my hair stylist drive up and park her car. I ran downstairs to open the door but my mom beat me to it. When she walked in, I started jumping up and down out of excitement.
I'm not jumping up and down today... But I kind of feel like it!
Happy new school/residency/work year to all of you who live by the July 1-June 30 year!