Sometimes internship looks like coming home from the hospital at nine o'clock at night after a patient had a complication right at sign-out...and finding that your ever-loving husband had fixed you a dinner plate before he left for choir practice.
"Welcome to Mike's Deli. Your entree is in the refrigerator. Enjoy hot. The management."
And then waking up the next morning to find that he left you a card of encouragement (also in the refrigerator) to find as you fixed breakfast and headed back for another day of caring for sick people.
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