Around lunch time on the first day of my first rotation as a third-year medical student, I sent a group of my friends a text message.
“Well, I just hit the panic alarm and shut the building down on accident so no matter what you guys are probably having a better day then me right now.”
My first rotation was in-patient psychiatry. As I entered the floor, I realized only half of it was in use. The other half was shut down, lights off, and computers moved out.
It wasn’t that there was a lack of patients needing care, quite the contrary.