The last 2 weeks have just been pure craziness... all in a good way. My last day in my pathology program was about a week and a half ago. It all ended about as well as it could have. I was on "elective" for a few days and tried to get my stuff as wrapped up as possible. On my last day we had some cake, I turned in my keys, said goodbye to people, and left. It was sad in a way, but I also felt like a huge weight had been lifted.
Then we headed out of town for a few days to visit some of my medical school buddies who are getting through their residencies. Rabbit, Bender, and Delerium are doing well and it was great to see them and to change the scenery for a few days.
We got back and I had 48 hours before my orientation at my new program started. I had grand visions of all of the things I was going to get done before starting--home organizational projects, reading, brushing up on my Spanish, exercising. Suffice it to say, not all of that got done. Not even close.
I started orientation on Friday and I think this is going to be good. My gut reaction is that this is such a better fit for me than what I was doing before. Granted, it was just a day of standard hospital-admin lectures. But my new colleagues seem wonderful, and the senior residents are very cool and supportive. I have another 10 days of orientation before getting started in the NICU. Hopefully, it will help my brain get back into a bit of a clinical mindset before July 1.