Stress.

There are no jobs in pediatrics in this city.

None.

At least, not unless you're a specalist and it's too late for me to consider specializing for this next year, and what am I going to do for ten months between (hopefully) starting a fellowship (in Endocrine) and ...

Arrrrgh.

And I can't stay home. I Have To Make Money or We Don't Eat.

And I don't know if I can get enough hours moonlighting, and and and.

Anyway, that's been the subject of my dreams lately: not being able to find a job, getting kicked out onto the streets, never being able to practice as a pediatrician because THERE ARE NO JOBS, not getting into the endo fellowship here...

I just don't KNOW.