After struggling with my attitude about preceptorship issues, I've discovered that I am intensely excited about starting in the NICU on Monday night. I heard babies crying in the background when I talked to my preceptor. There's something beautiful about a baby crying. I mean, I really don't want them to be crying or anything...but still. Do you understand what I mean? I hope so.
Also, I'm beginning to become increasingly excited about going to Rwanda. I tend to hold back excitement (or any emotion, really) when I am uncertain about situations, but am realizing the detriment of doing so.
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