Third year is won and done. Noon came and neurology ended. We [almost] did it. Continue reading
Helping birth life into this world, I have felt hot and cold and more emotions than humanly possible. Excitement with the first time mom swings to despair for the preterm demise back to the thrill of delivery. The up-down’s of waiting and watching, watching and waiting. Continue reading
Held an gooey, hour-old baby today. Dodged a wrinkly kiss in the nursing home. Survived a day on family medicine. Continue reading
I bet you’re gonna go home and think about this… no seriously, I believe in the young doctors of this world. There’s no one who’s told them you can’t fix that yet. Young doctors are the ones who go on to become old doctors who fix things.
–Patient with a Perplexing Case
Hey Bloggie Blogosphere! And hello dear reader!
It is my pleasure to introduce my residency-bound, novel-writing friend. She goes by Eniola. This past fall, her personal story of graduating medical school then writing a novel during her gap year caught my attention. I cannot tell you how much I admire her story (was hoping that she might tell you herself) and she responded thus! Continue reading
725,000 PSI and 2,200°F–the stuff it takes to make diamonds. Like some hyperbaric chamber under a blazing summer sun, med school has me squished. And I’m starting to sweat not glimmer. Continue reading
Here tests, there classes. Everywhere thoughts, nowhere patients.
Does anyone feel the strain of being wonderfully alive and woefully human? Continue reading
Sunday, 26 Jan 2014
We arrived this evening. My sister had an interview at some University, so I asked if my sister and I could stay with my dear friend, Hopeful. To my delight, she readily and graciously agreed.