last few weeks of life as I know it

Given that I've started electives early in January, I really don't mind ending on time even if it means a long 5 week holiday, since M5 starts with the 2 week break. By this stage in Medicine, 5 weeks of break, of being minimally productive, is a heinous crime. Since JC I couldn't fathom taking such a long break because it probably implies being lazy, regressive and -gasp- letting the whole damn world overtake you.

But if you take into consideration that I still have some research to do, and that I'll still be studying moderately, and that I will NEVER have a 5 week break in the near future, barring accidents or illness, then I really think I should have this 5 weeks. Who knows, it may even be the last long rest before eternal rest.

The time is best used to catch up with the important people in my life. Eat dinner, watch movies, seek God, even simple things like these will be valuable. And to be myself, to be carefree, because thereafter I will be selling my life to the system and the patients. If I'd be a slave, I might as well be a happy slave and if I were to have these 5 weeks of unfettered individuality, boy I'd be happy. I would do whatever's in my capacity to slog my guts out later on and be happy about it.

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I remember quite a while back a female friend described the gang of us as boys. And today when we were introducing each other during Mt Fansipan training some people couldn't believe that Andrew and I were in our early 20s. They thought we were older. So I'm not too sure, I guess I'm still somewhat a boy on the inside although life circumstances are moving towards adulthood.

You'd see some certain new people and certain new situations, and these cares of the world do drag you down. It's part of growing up I guess.