Arghh!

9 weeks into my 3rd year, and today was the first day that I just absolutely hated. My feeling of discontent was not caused by a patient, or some delay in a meeting, or being in the wrong place, but by the simple fact that I was trying to see patients(and for once we had patients) and trying to learn, and the intern did not really have time to even assign me a patient, or even send me in the right direction. I love this year, almost exclusively b/c I get to ask questions all the time, I get good answers back immediatley and I get to spend time with different people on a daily basis and share in part of their life story. People say 3rd year is all about adjusting to new people and new circumstances and still manage to learn how to be a doctor in the middle of everything. Dealing with frustrations is just part of the 'doctor skill set'...I guess.