This year, I had the chance to take Christmas off, and I was happy to take a nice long weekend, but I find that I can't stop thinking about patient care items. One of the strange things about being on vacation is that it's not so much a vacation from a location as much as it is a vacation from the profession. No more decisions, I just want to relax. But I realize now that I've done something quite dangerous: I have become the job.
Even in my regular life, it shows. I don't do much outside the medical world. I eat out sometimes. I go to coffee shops. But most of my time is spent simply waiting to get back to being a doctor. Outside of the white coat, I'm not sure who I am.
So, I need to find myself a little and start enjoying life, now that I've got some time to do just that. But how do you go about getting a life? I'm really not sure. If it takes more effort than going to Starbucks, I might be in trouble.