“What are you gonna do, Napoleon?”

“Whatever I want!  GOSH!”

That’s me.  Doing pretty much whatever I want.  The problem is, I’m not really sure how to handle this kind of freedom.  With apologies to Sandra Boynton, I figured a great title for this post would be in reference to creatures like cows and sheep, etc.

I’m used to residency.  Every moment of your life for those years is owned, every minute planned and directed.  Residency training brought out the cow in me, built it up and filled it out.  I’m good at being told where to go, when, how.

“Dr. SW101,” Someone asked yesterday.  “You are the team leader of 15 medical professionals overseeing a wide panel of injured soldiers.  How do you want to proceed?”

“Ohh, haha.  That’s easy.  Mooooooooooooooooobaaalalala!”