I’m my breaking point! Frustrated, exhausted, caffeine-deprived, and surrounded by people who don’t listen to me, I’m not trained for this, and I am ready to tag out. OK, granted, it is only day two of distance learning for my third grader and kindergartener. However, this could also describe my first two days as a castaway on Survivor island.
It’s been about nine years since I was chosen to appear on Survivor, the hit reality show that involved 18 castaways vying for $1 million if they could stick it out to become the last contestant to be voted off the island. How did this otherwise responsible physician end up there, in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, with 17 other strangers determined to vote me out? Pull up a chair or an island shrub, and I’ll reveal all.
