Mav just started fourth year. He's 13 days into it so far.
He came home on day one, walked through the door and said to me, "Fourth year is awesome!" He then told me about his first day as a fourth year med student. He was so relaxed and was actually smiling about the day, (as compared to third year where he was always tense and tired.)
He told me about rounds and the people he was working with. People are happy! He's happy!! Then he told me about a conversation he had with the man in charge. It went like this:
Mav: I know I'm going to regret asking this but what is protocol around here? What do you expect from me?
Man in charge: Whatever you want. You want to learn something, ask. You want to do a procedure, ask. You want anything, ask. It's up to you.
Man in charge: Really. You're a fourth year now.
Obviously, Mav couldn't believe his ears. I couldn't believe mine either. Mav explained to me that this huge weight has been lifted from his shoulders. No expectations. Zero anxiousness about shelf exams. No pressure about presenting. By no means is this a pass to be a complete lazy bum but this is a huge relief for Mav.
Mav is right. Fourth year is awesome!