The trials (only! - tribulation-free since 2011) of a medical student, often in poorly-drawn art form. The 'student doctor' crowd may be able to commiserate; I expect the rest to gain some insight into why the kid in the short white jacket who is 'not quite their doctor' looks so tired.
Updates for Monday and Friday, as possible.
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Tempus Fugit
Medicine. Surgery. Pediatrics.
It is exactly six months ago that I took Step One, and started this whole... thing. You've got to be careful not to spook yourself by looking at the big picture too often. As a rule, I find it's better to just keep marching, putting one foot in front of the other and getting up to fight a new fight every day. But I've come a damn long way in six months. Good for me. Good for all of us.
I really have learned a ton about doctoring, which I assume will come in handy when I work as a doctor. I'm certainly not there yet, but I'm a whole lot less lost lately than when I started out. I've managed to break myself of raising my hand to ask permission to use the bathroom, for example.
Anyway, as we come up on Winter Break, I think it's valuable to take a moment and reflect on how far we've come. Or at least, reflect on the fact that, "We don't have to go through that emmer-effer again."
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