Today I fly to Boston. I’ll arrive at an appartment I’ve never been to, to start a placement in a hospital I’ve never set foot in, with co-workers I’ve never met. You’d think that after years of being in exactly that scenario, I’d be used to it somehow. However, I’m more nervous this time. My heart was racing all of yesterday and I could hardly stay in one place. I was fidgety and my mind was restless.
This placement counts. The co-workers are at the top of their field, and their evaluation will matter.
So for the past week or so, I kept having nightmares, ranging from missing the plane, all the way to needing neurosurgery after falling off a building. So I expected to have even worse nightmares the night before leaving, and yet my sleep was fantastic. It was a dreamless sleep, but it was the best sleep I’d had in a really long time.
Good things are about to happen:
1) I will take a horrendous amount of black & white pictures of Boston
2) I may do a day trip to New York while I’m there, just because.
3) celebrate my birthday in a city where I know absolutely no one
4) give a kick-ass presentation at the end of my placement
Also, if you have any suggestions on things to do in Boston in the dead of winter, I’m all ears.
Happy Saturday to everyone!