So, rotations are a very interesting time in your life where you really have to confront your fears and insecurities and values and morals. The only word I can think of is VIVID. I feel like I'm having to get to know myself in a way that's super uncomfortable- you have to know your strengths and weaknesses like the back of your hand in order to succeed in the field of medicine. Anyway for some reason when I'm on a rotation these analogies dominate my thoughts, and they're pretty hilarious when you think about them (although I'm dead serious, they are about as true as I can get). And I think they paint a picture worth a thousand words for each of the rotations I've done so far.
Geriatric Psych: treading water, without feet, in an ocean with no land in sight.
Fam Med: having to pick ALL the daisies in a very big but beautiful field.
Surgery: facing a firing squad while sitting in an electric chair.
Obstetrics: giving your bank PIN number to a crack addict.
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