So I'm sitting at home yet again on a Saturday studying for my USMLE Step 3. I've come to the conclusion of what I stated in the title. I went to Ross and studied pretty hard...I think perhaps harder than most but some in my class would probably argue otherwise. I can think of a dozen reasons why I went to medical school, perhaps one of them was to prove something to myself. Having gotten to where I am now I can't help to look back with some disdain.
How many days of my life have I given up? How many more will I give up in the future? I have friends who went to business school and law school who own houses, cars...you know, the materialistic stuff. Some of them have kids and families now. When I was coming out of college I don't think I looked at things the same as I do now. I heard about all the sacrifice that had to be made to become a doctor and didn't really care. As I've gotten older though, each sacrifice just seems to become more and more of a burden.
Everyone who's gone to medical school or even college knows that one person in their class who studies a week(day?) before the exam and aces it. They pick things up like sponges and don't seem to have a care in the world. I'd like to consider myself to be at least slightly above average in intelligence but there is no way I could get away with anything less than studying like crazy...as I did in med school. I think to myself, perhaps those are the people that should be left to become doctors. Maybe they are the only ones who don't allow medicine to consume them. I've met many attendings who joke about knowing nothing other than medicine because they've devoted their lives to it and have no time for anything else; the sad part is they're not really joking. I don't want to become *that* but I think I'm heading down that road. Maybe that kid I remember from school who only had to read through whatever chapter in Harrison's one time and retain it is the only type of person who should have become a doctor.
Well I'm done whining. Just felt like typing for some reason and I don't exactly keep a diary or anything. Anyone else here feel the same? Anyone else regret becoming a doctor?