Future me, I hope you're reading this from your office with 'Dr.' on the door. I hope you remember these nights not with pain, but with pride. You wanted to heal people. You wanted to make a difference.
Don't forget the patient in Room 304 who squeezed your hand yesterday. That's why we do this.
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