Identity

It's been more than 2 weekssince I worked at this current hospital.Think ofphysical and mental hardships,itcould be the hardest time everbesides my intern and residentdays.When I walked along the hallway or hurried to takelunch or go to bathroom, Iasked to myself about my real position in this gigantic hospital and whyIshould takethese quite andsomewhat unreasonable practices.

Still, it looks like just ahuge machine in which over 7,500 employees are working hard.Inmyradiology department,the number ofdoctors including interns and residents are close to 100, soIt's still impossible to recalltheir faces completely.

Thesedays, I confirmed again some truths; most people's attitudeseemed to be affected bytheir socialpositionand grade in theirown society.I seem to be a typicalexample. I am not a staff any more in this hospital,I am just one of the many clinicialfellowships who are trying to gain some specificpurposes andjoin in variousresearch programs.

And now,I cannot assure that I'll be able to get overthese too much workloads and some illogical situationssurrounding me.Who knows? My plan would be changed. Now, I am just trying to remind of my original thoughtsthat lead me to here and enjoy this too tough schedules.