I was in my clinical postings, barely surviving on 3 hours of sleep and 2 cups of chai. I walked into the ward, steth hanging more for vibes than function, and this sweet old lady smiled and said, “Doctor saab, will I be okay?”
I froze for a second. Like—me? Doctor?
It hit me then. All the chaos, breakdowns, and all-nighters… maybe it’s worth it.Still haven’t processed it fully, tbh.
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