Don't get me wrong. I'm happy with my life. In a way. I feel privileged to be where I'm at now. I make a decent living, and have a good career. But sometimes, being so far away from home, and not finding that person to 'click' with here, I catch myself wondering.
Yes, my advisor is trying to get me interested in pancreatic islet transplant for type I diabetics. And should I decide to go into that, I'll be one of the handful physicians in the world qualified to talk about it.
But on the other hand, I feel like so much is missing in my life. My older brother recently had a son. The cutest baby ever. Why do I feel like I'm making so big a sacrifice of my social and personal life, in the name of my career?
Why do I feel like something's missing from my life?