It's over! Third year is officially over!
Most people who have done medical school, say third year is the worst. And I agree. It was hard for me and Squeaks. It was hard for Mav too. It was a hard year.
I think it was hard because third year matters. Mav wanted to do well on all of his rotations. The worst part for him was probably that he was gone all day long and then he would have to come home and study all night long. On the plus side, no rotation lasts forever. The first day of surgery, he came home saying only seven weeks and seven days left. Surgery was the worst! Psych was a close second. It was easy for Mav but he hated it.
It's done! It's behind us! Mav came out pretty well, I think. He honored in surgery, pediatrics and OB/GYN.
And now we get to move onto the fun stuff: fourth year. We get to start researching residencies, interviewing and counting down to match day and graduation. We can start planning the next chapter of our lives! Well, as much as you can plan it with the match. I can hardly believe we're almost done.
So, here's to fourth year!!