scrubs, blood, surgeons

I'm a week away from finishing my Surgery rotation. I refuse to do it. I am in complete denial about it. I just don't want to leave this pretty pretty world of relax, scrubs, blood and surgeons.
The rotation in itself is not as cool, it has a lot of opportunity areas, but Surgery in itself is a pretty cool branch of medicine. During these 3 months I've come to realize that I love the OR. Everything about it suits me.
First and foremost are the scrubs! Oh goodness! If I could wear scrubs to work for the rest of my life I would be a whole lot happier. It's really like being in your pajamas all day. They are easy to wash and iron and nowadays there are way too many different designs to chose from. I'm actually developing a thing for scrubs, so far I've got about 7 -8 different sets, and I'm so tempted to buying another one online. But I shall resist. My emptying pocket demands my restrain.
Secondly its the blood! Medicine is not medicine without at least a bit of blood every day, and if instead of a little its a lot and it comes splashing everywhere, even better! The more the merrier! Its just exhilarating to have a some blood, it kind of remembers you that you're dealing with a friking LIVING person! It bleeds 'n all, it has to be real! hehe
Last but not least are the surgeons themselves. There is no way anyone can argue other residents are as fun as surgeons. I simply compare the residents offices and let me tell you what there is to see.

• The surgery office has a pair of real skulls hanging from the room, several funny phrases, anecdotes and general memorabilia pasted on the wall, a fridge, a comfortable couch, a computer, a TV-DVD combo, a laparoscopy simulator, a phone, a shelf of surgery books and occasionally a Wii. Oh, right, and a bunch of assorted crapp
  
• The internal medicine office has 2 computers, a telephone, 2 individual sofas (not good for sleeping), a cork thingy were a bunch of serious-looking papers are posted, and a big shelf of books.

You see? NO fun!! Surgeons are like little kids, playing, competing with each others, bragging about shit they half-did half-exaggerated and just having fun. I seriously believe it has a lot to do with wearing scrubs and sneakers/crocs all the time versus a friking tie and shoes. Comfy people are happy people, or at least happier. It's a fact.

Anyways... I guess at some point I'll have to accept the fact that good things can't last forever. I start internal medicine next Monday, I just hope it's not as bad as I'm expecting it.