My stint in the hospital at 4 months was a little shorter than yours, at least until I actually get my MD
I did see many things that would leave me a bit shocked for days on end, sometimes I do get some tears in my eyes when I think of some the patients I had met. There was the woman in her mid thirties dying of breast cancer who was the most upbeat and cheerful person I had ever met, Despite the fact she was dying as the cancer was spreading. The man who told me how excited he was about his grandkids and how happy he was to be able to watch them grow up, a man who survived a liver and heart transplant, and as we watched his CT scan come up and a biopsy later knew he was going to die because his liver was developing a malignant tumour. The man in the ICU who came in with stomach ulcers that had burst, slowly dying of infection, with the card from his 8 year old grandson hanging over his bed saying "Get well soon grandpa, I love you".
G-d, those always give me chills. While difficult to bear, they teach us the importance of that line of work just think that next time you go in, someone else will be able to go home to their family. The Jewish Talmud tells us If one saves a single life, it is as if one saved an entire world
wise words when you think of the truth behind them. Take your break, cherish your family and loved ones, but as soon as your ready get right back into it.
I'll be there in a few years.