Post-Internship Blues

Yes, internship's finally over and done
But I still need to get my project done.
The sample size is driving me insane
By such sincerity, what do I gain?
Satisfaction for a job well done maybe
But it's leaving me so darn sleepy.
Nights on call very happily I bore
But I didn't become a doc to enter data by the score
And this sort of Excelling isn't my cup of tea.
When will I study? Oh woe is me!
For in less than a month is yet another test
Oh lord,when will I get some rest?
So much data,so much portion so little time
So little aspirin too,my defense mechanism is rhyme.
So forgive me, kind reader, but it's rather traumatic, you know
To realised you've forgotten everything you learnt just a little while ago.
Eight hours of Pharmacology was an information overdose
Inspite of titred doses of caffeine, I couldn't resist the urge to doze.
But to quote Frost, "I have promises to keep
And miles and miles to go before I sleep."
And that seems to hold true for the rest of my life
Whether as a student, doctor,mother or wife.
My carefree days I've left behind
Adulthood somehow isn't so kind.
Responsibilities if ignored bring on attacks of guilt
And one cannot under pressure wilt
Or go running with all one's cares to Mom or Dad
When the responsibilty weighs heavy or the going gets bad.
I'm going to miss the days of internship, you see
That time of learning and caramaderie
But looking back isn't an option at all
I'll have to face forward, lest I fall
Like post partum blues, this phase will for a while last
But given enough time, even this will pass.

Liff As I Know It!