The email arrived on a Tuesday. A 13-week assignment at a Houston hospital, starting in three weeks. No apartment, no car figured out, no idea which part of the city made sense. Here's how that first week actually went.

The email arrived on a Tuesday. A 13-week assignment at a Houston hospital, starting in three weeks. No apartment, no car figured out, no idea which part of the city made sense. Here's how that first week actually went.
Day one was mostly a plane and a rideshare. The furnished apartment near the Medical Center had already sent a door code by text that morning, so there was no key to pick up and no host to meet. The code worked on the first try, which felt like a small miracle after a five-hour flight.
The kitchen already had pots, plates, and a coffee maker, which mattered more than expected. After a full travel day, cooking a simple dinner instead of finding a restaurant felt like the first normal moment of the whole trip.

Day two meant finding the hospital, badge in hand, without yet knowing the neighborhood at all. The apartment sat close enough to walk on a cool morning, which turned out to matter more than the unit's size or the number of windows. Ten minutes on foot beat any commute from farther out.
Day three brought the first real grocery run. A chain store sat two blocks away, which made stocking a kitchen simple rather than a project. Small conveniences like this rarely show up in a listing description, but they shape the whole first week.
Identity verification had already been done online before arrival. A quick photo and a selfie, completed a few days before the flight. That step being finished ahead of time meant nothing to sort out at the door. One less thing to think about during an already busy week.
By day four, the apartment stopped feeling like a hotel room and started feeling like a temporary home. The routine had settled: coffee before a shift, a short walk back after, groceries restocked every few days instead of all at once.

Day five was the first full day off, and the first chance to actually explore rather than just survive. A short drive to a nearby park, a slower morning, the first real sense that thirteen weeks might feel like enough time to actually live somewhere rather than just visit it.
By the end of the first week, the biggest surprise wasn't the hospital or the schedule. It was how fast an unfamiliar apartment stopped feeling unfamiliar, once the basics, a working kitchen, a short commute, a nearby grocery store, were all in place.
If a first assignment feels overwhelming to plan, that's normal. The logistics matter less than people expect once you're actually there. What matters is picking a place close enough to your assignment and stocked enough to feel like yours within the first few days.
As early as possible once your contract is confirmed, ideally a few weeks out, so verification and check-in details are settled well before your arrival day.
Yes, very normal. Most of the stress fades quickly once basic logistics, housing, a commute, groceries, are in place during the first few days.
Having identity verification done ahead of time and choosing a place close enough to walk to the assignment were the two factors that mattered most.