Me, writing my brother a check: How much am I supposed to send you again?
Brother: Whatever you won’t miss.
Me, writing my brother a check: How much am I supposed to send you again?
Brother: Whatever you won’t miss.
I am a resident physician who enjoys writing about her life in between deadlines, kitten cuddles, and caffeine-fueled adventures. I write primarily for myself, but would love to share the journey with you.
Note: Inspired by a series of posts that my friend wrote, particularly this one. A lot of things have happened the past few weeks, yet
4th floor resident: “So how’s your RA?” My resident: “I want to squeeze her to death. She’s so cute!” wut.