it’s a new day — almost a new month — and i plan to spend it relaxing, rejuvenating, and reflecting over how i could have made the last one better for me, my colleagues, and my patients. i want to shed my rough, rather toxic PICU skin and enter the upcoming ward month with a little more experience and a lot more zen. living as a stressed-out ball of anger and resentment mixed with fatigue got old fast, and i think that i honestly could have had a better month had i adjusted my attitude before it was over.
so i’ll think about how things will be different in september.
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