Today is a big deal in my little world - the new class of interns start today, which means I am no longer an intern. That's right...I survived the first year...the year that most residents believe to be the hardest...and I did it (pregnant none the less!)! I'm officially a second year...a real resident.
It's been a bit of a roller-coaster ride - with days that obviously sucked mixed in with days that left me inspired. I no longer get nervous when my pager goes off - I know all the shortcuts to navigate the hospital - and I have memorized allllllll the different codes to the supply closets/resident lounges/computer rooms on the floors (there are a lot of codes!).
One year down, two more to go. It'll be over in the blink of an eye I'm sure. Residency is funny - the days are sooooooooooooooooo crazy long, but the years are short. I'm proud of myself...really really proud of myself.