At the end of my first year of general surgery residency, I won the coveted end-of-year Energizer Bunny Award at my institution. I was happy to work my law-enforced 80 hours a week. I could get by on 3 hours of sleep and rarely had anything but coffee for breakfast. Sure, I would sometimes fall asleep at the dinner table with friends, but I wasn't going to let New York City pass me by just because I was a surgical resident. I practiced yoga and exercised when I could. I thought I was relatively healthy. I went to Carnival in Brazil during vacation my first year and the following year I volunteered with a plastic surgery group in Ecuador. I was 29 and thought I could rest (and eat breakfast) later.
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