I keep saying that time has moved differently for me since I stopped practicing clinically. Things that happened just brief weeks ago seem to have faded much faster in my memory than before.
My waking hours and productivity have both become divorced from day and night, and even sleep has become elastic to the point that I am still now awake, turning things in my head.
It was an eventful week that we are ending today.
I received news that one of the projects, which I took great pains to draft a paper for, has been accepted with full funding and it will need to move this financial year (FY). My team is down by 3 men and yet we're still pulling equal if not more weight. The Boss is back on Monday from a business trip abroad that I hope has brought back some new insights for us. There are a series of important meetings coming up in the next few weeks that will determine the course we take for the next few years. I have been tasked to shepherd some of us through a learning journey in two weeks. I need to make alliances with three other branches of us so that we can share resources that we have never considered sharing. OMG. This is only for May and early June.
I will have a lot more to do in the next few months.
There's thankfully a special talent that all doctors develop in the course of our training. The very handy ability to partition our minds. So on the one hand I recognise that I'm palpitating away with excitement and feeling a little overwhelmed, and on the other hand, I'm perfectly outside of those feelings and understand why/how it is that I feel that way.
There are of course a few more partitions here and there, that have other parts of life, in my head. The trick is being able to use one or more at a time judiciously, without the descent into madness and disorientation. So if anyone's ever wondered how doctors can cut people while caring for them, this is the answer. We do care, but believe me, when we need to work on you, you really don't want sentiment giving us the shakes.
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