I came across this when going through blogs about choosing a medical specialty that’s right for you and found it too hilarious not to share.
I guess the initial branching point is crazy vs. sane…and I think I’m sane! Oh, if only the choice were so easy, right?
I know it is getting to that time, end of third year / beginning of fourth year, when we all start to panic a little. It scares me sometimes to think that the decisions I make now at the age of 26 will dictate what type of medical career I will have for the rest of my life. I better not make the wrong one now. And how do I know now what will really matter to me in life 10 years, 20 years down the line? Will the fields that attract me now still hold the same allure after I have a family? After doing it for decades? No one can give you the answers to these questions and no one can make this decision for you. I didn’t expect to feel nervous and uncertain at this point in the year, but I suppose it is inevitable. In talking to my fellow classmates, I am starting to realize I am not alone.
I will mark this post as “To be continued” over the next half a year, I suppose…