Finally, it's over.
I had my last rotation today, an Office Based Practice rotation with "Manhattan's best Ear Nose Throat (otorhinolaryngology)doctor." It was pretty cool, as far as rotations go. I met two New York executives and...looked up their goddamned noses. One guy has been sniffing so much coke that the cartilage that made up the wall between his nostrils (the septum) was completely chewed away and the bone supporting the bridge of his nose was slowly but surely becoming the consistency of chunky chicken soup. It was rough, to say the least.
But as much as I "enjoyed" this experience, or at least as much as I'd like to say I was glad to have it, I'm glad to say that it's over. I've solidified that it would take some catastrophic, adverse conditions which would force me to actually go to through with this whole "plan" and even moreso, it's now practically out of sight, out of mind. I gave this whole thing an honest shot and now I can walk away from it happy and knowing that this is not the pot of gold for me. It is now trickling out of sight.
Right now, though, an exhaustion is creeping over me, begging me to bring my mind and body into the next universe.

Don't call me in the morning, I have the rest of the week off.