Wednesday, November 10, 2010

The Med School To Do List

So this is what it’s like to be a medical student.  It took a few months to settle in, but I’ve finally figured it out.

My To Do List has tapered down to:  eat, go to class, study, sleep, study, exercise occasionally, shower when I can, study again, check my email, get distracted and daydream, study, feel overwhelmed, study, find random things to distract me online, study, drink in excess on Friday night with other medical school students, have some fun on the weekend, study some more, whine about medical school, Facebook, study.  

You’ll note a distinct lack of the following: spend time with non-medical school friends, call home, keep track of my finances, clean my house, write my blog, follow the news, read, have non-medically related conversations, cook, etc. etc.

Hence, it’s been two months since my last blog post.  (Ignoring the October 4th entry when I attempted yet immediately failed).  So I haven’t written about my incredible experiences in Haiti.  I didn’t write about surviving my second round of exams in October.  I failed to mention that I was elected by my classmates to be the First Year Representative to GAPSA, the Graduate And Professional Student Association.   I ignored the glorious Saturday in October of siding a house with Habitat for Humanity followed by Keg Kickball at the Fly followed by the silliness of the Date Auction (where I bought two of my guy friends and was sold to my ex-boyfriend).  I forgot to mention a fun day at the Angola Prison Rodeo.  I skipped over cramming for our last Biochemistry exam followed by raging all weekend at Voodoo Fest and celebrating Halloween on Frenchman St.  I didn’t write about spending a beautiful day riding horses, going on hikes, biking, and eating delicious Cajun food with my E5 lab partners at Ronnie’s farm in Alexandria.  And despite my greatest intentions, I’ll probably forget to write about learning of Eugene’s real identity (reminder: Eugene is our cadaver.  In a nut shell, he was an astonishing 92 years old when he died of “Squamousal Cell Carcinoma”, i.e. an unidentifiable type of cancer. )

But since we have three, yes THREE, exams in the next two weeks, I have to stop writing and go study.  Because until I finish these exams, “write a blog” and “be creative” aren’t on my To Do list.  

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