The physicians I speak with want to go to more kids’ soccer games, to run on the beach with their partners, and to turn the stack of research that has been sitting on the desk, for years, into papers.
It is daunting to face another day on a hamster wheel of patients just to stay afloat financially. Often behind by lunch and leaving the office an hour and a half late, knowing charting awaits after the kids go to bed. Where is the time for relationships, exercise, fun and the joy and pride that was supposed to accompany the investment in becoming a highly skilled physician?
There is a way to find the time to feel alive again.