Medicine Sub-I, Day 17

Now this is what I expected my sub-internship to be. A hard day. A long day. Patients getting sick, sitting by the bedside or by the machines that they're hooked up to, and watching and waiting for them to get better or get worse. And feeling like a nervous wreck the entire time, not having time to get work done like writing progress notes or making follow-up appointments for the patients, or even eating. Yet I think I'm still enjoying myself. Wait a minute...whose idea was it for me to go to medical school, anyway?