I don't want every post on this blog to be about my angst of being a new doctor but it's what I'm going through. All the time. I re-live cases in my head as if they were OSCE stations and realize that in the moment I screwed up, I didn't think of this or that, and that sometimes you don't get second chances. Sometimes you do, and most of the time things work out ok anyway, but someday these things are going to come and bite me in the ass. Some day I will accidentally do harm. It makes me sad/angry/depressed/anxious.