2 years out…

So we had the huge talk yesterday…the “third year is starting in three months, and here is your possible schedules, and here is the twenty hoops you have to jump through, and by the way you have a really hard test coming up along with 3 weeks of finals, but all this stuff is due before you take them…kthanks.”

Oh med school…you crazy rascal. (always wanted to say that…bear with me.)Β  Long story short, I have to rank 24 different schedules, take a couple surveys, report on why I want the order the way I do…and then be thrown into an algorithm that really doesn’t care. All this while studying for the hardest exam of my life, and deal with all those finals, and have a social life. Piece of cake. πŸ˜‰

But all this means…change!!! Clinicals, patients, long hours, attendings, an actual schedule I have to stick to…SCARY stuff, but well wanted. It is time to get out of the classroom and do some real learning. Practical stuff, ya know.

Planning a gaycay after the dreaded test. Having fun in the meantime…(softball tomorrow?!?–this gay can play, okay?) Staying upbeat, and rocking it out. And I am only two years out…from being a doc. πŸ™‚ WOOO!

Whatever

A friend of mine is a physician who wants to speak about transvaginal ultrasounds but whose position makes it precarious to speak publicly about it. So I’m letting this doctor borrow my site for an entry to speak anonymously on the matter. Obviously, I will vouch for the doctor being a doctor and being qualified to speak on the subject.

Update, 9:14pm: This post is being linked to far and wide, so we’re getting lots of new readers and commenters. It’s important that before you comment you read the site disclaimer and comment policy. I delete comments I find particularly stupid. Try not to write one of them.

Update: 12:13am, 3/21: I’m going to bed, so I turned off the comments for the night. I’ll turn them back on when I get up tomorrow. Night!

Update: 1pm, 3/21: As a head’s up to people, at 8pm eastern time…

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Shamrock’ed Out

Great, ahhmazing weekend. ATX, SXSW craziness, St. Patty’s, and my first gaycay with the Jbug. Saw old friends, made new ones, and pushed my body to its caloric breaking point (again). πŸ™‚

Austin is definitely a residency choice in the future. Love the atmosphere, the people, the urban pedestrian culture, the music…not to hot for the traffic, but overall loved the place. I had forgotten how much I loved it. πŸ™‚

And as far as the sporadic craziness/impromptu party day to “making it fit,” showing my muscles by giving directions to just getting to hold my guy with new and old friends–this weekend was awesome– kolaches and Ranger cookies to HopDoddy’s and the (12+) bars I tried, not bad for the first getaway. I do wonder if that girl wants her Irish flag back, though…

Anyway…it is back to the grind…

Monday has to be Latin for “sucky day–get ready for blah.” Trying to focus on school and STEP…and rocking out the best I know how πŸ˜‰

And because I know you are probably reading this…I miss you πŸ™‚ And I can’t keep admiring you for the cute ideas and sweet things you do for people (e.g the mugs.). Thanks for the great weekend Austin…and my babe. πŸ™‚

 

Tuckered Out

So I just finished up Spring Break–a much needed week of sleep, relaxation, and doing nothing but hanging with the boy. πŸ™‚ Good week, for sure. Now that school is back, I feel all tired and whatnot. The break with the time change and this undying want to just go play is making studying hard. I AM TRYING, though.

I realized today that I’m basically two to three months from taking the hardest test of my life and starting a new chapter in my medical education/life. It is exciting, nerve-wracking, and scary. I’m totally ready for the change, though. πŸ™‚ I just need to buckle down and do what I need to…and get past this fear of that damn test. I am getting better at balancing life, and school, and Step studying–reminds me of the UNT Presidency…Pulled in all directions, but staying grounded and happy. Absolutely love the progress that is happening, and what the future holds. Yet I am definitely living in the present and day-to-day awesomeness.

Other than that…life is great. Wonderful relationship with an amazing guy–everyday shows me how right it is–loving the process of getting to know him more, and sharing our awesome lives. Future is definitely looking bright, and I can tell that I am better person because of him. πŸ™‚ My friends are rockstars, my family is working hard and loving and missing me. And my dreams are within reach with every passing day. And oh boy, do I laugh…a lot. My health is better, and even with the day to day muck, I honestly have no complaints.

So I am gonna try to be better at keeping up with this…hopefully people will read. πŸ™‚ And soon I will have all sorts of crazy stories. And although I may feel tuckered out, I wouldn’t change anything. πŸ™‚