Posts Tagged ‘school’

A Broken Break

Posted: December 28, 2012 in Everyday epics, School sagas
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Have you ever felt that the busier you were, the more you had to say? Or conversely, the more time you had to say something, the less motivated you were to say it? Welcome to my winter break.

Nearly 3 weeks of rest and quiet. Or nearly 3 weeks of restlessness and fidgeting. Depends on how you look at it, I guess. Will I ever be able to enjoy the simple pleasure of turning on my xBox just to collect wildflowers in Skyrim ever again? Doubtful. Even my time-wasters have become laden with purpose. I watch medical dramas and use them to test my ability to apply what I’ve learned this semester. I practice taking a targeted medical history whenever my fiancee comes home from work. I paint miniatures to steady my scalpel hand. Am I obsessed? Or do I just love what I do?

I have to be honest, I’m not sure there’s a difference. At the beginning of the semester I lamented that all anyone outside of school asked me about was school. It was rather near-sighted of me, especially since all I seem to have to talk about is school now.

Which brings me to my winter break again. It was a forced three-week rest away from studies. I spent some quality time with friends and family, and yet despite my best efforts I quickly found myself in withdrawal. I started counting down the days until classes restart a week ago. Am I crazy? Or just passionate? Is this unhealthy? Or is it the drive that makes a great physician?

Here’s the bigger question – how long until my fiancee tries to smother me in my sleep? Thank goodness school is only 110 hours away.

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Taking the plunge

Posted: October 15, 2012 in School sagas
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Quick, what do you think of when you think of med students?

If you had asked me this a year ago, a few months into starting my Master’s in biomechanics, I would have likely answered: chronically sleep-deprived; driven; type A. I once jokingly told my fiancee, “I am terrified of med school. They’re all going to be like me, and I can’t stand being around me all the time!” Luckily for my mental health, I found something very different.

Here I am, officially one month and 12 days into classes, and I have met some amazing – and varied – people. I have met people with rich social lives, people with unique and interesting hobbies, and people from all walks of life. I can safely say I have been invited to more parties in the last month and a half than in my entire undergraduate career. I can also say that I have gone to most of these parties, largely because of the caliber of people I am surrounded by. Who would have thought med school is the place to go to party?

I knew when I got my acceptance email (this is the 21st century after all), that my life was going to change drastically. What I didn’t know, however, was how incredibly positive these changes have been. I didn’t realize how quickly my fellow students – my friends, colleagues, support network – were going to be integrated into my life. With all of their own quirks and idiosyncrasies, they have quickly become sort of an adoptive family; and while you can’t always choose your family, somehow you end up loving them anyways.

Here’s to another few years with these chronically sleep-deprived, driven type A’s.