Med School Maladies and Other Anecdotes

The life, times and farcicality of an ambitious med student

Things That Make Me Happy

Sometimes I forget to stop and appreciate all the little things

Family time
Reading in the Sunshine
Learning something new
Baking (with low-fat substitutes)
The Movie Pitch Perfect
Bonfires (with smores)
Playing guitar
The song “I’m gonna be (500 Miles)”
Facetime (keeps me in touch with those in Africa/NY)
Watching trashy shows and eating popcorn
Butterflies in my stomach from a cute boy
Lotion with sparkles
The color Pink
Quotes… all kinds of inspiring quotes
The feeling of relief after a stressful exam
Catching up with an old friend
Drinking beer with a new one
Live Music (especially when it’s outside)
The Beach
Spanish as a language
Waking up to a text that says “I love you”
Dressing up for no reason
My Denim house shirt from Dow
Fish tanks
People who snort when they laugh
Rock climbing
Walking in the Sand
Road trips with snacks ūüôā

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A Creepy Crawly Incident

So tonight After making zucchini fries with a friend (an almost succesful creation), I thought I would take a nice hot shower and unwind from the day. Little did I know what dangers were in store, lurking just around and underneath my adorable, brand spanking new, chevron, grey and cream shower curtain (side note. It took me almost 2 hours to decide which color shower curtain I wanted. I think I have a problem ). I had just finished watching an episode of friends so of course was in a positive state of mind, almost jaunty. I was singing at the top of my lungs the newest single by Pink and that guy from FUN. I realize now that singing at the top of my lungs is most likely to the chagrin of my neighbors and I should maybe turn down the pipes. When I turned on the shower preparing myself for the warm, safe haven it provided, I looked inside only to find the beast.

Yes, the beast. It was probably 4 foot long with 100s of legs. Much to my horror I nearly stepped on a squirmy
This is the little guy. I guess I slightly exaggerated but he moved pretty quickly and was super just icky. No other word accurately describes him.

¬†I quickly retracted my leg, freaked out, and thought for the third time today “why don’t I own a fly swatter or something to kill bugs”. As I assessed the situating, I quickly scanned the apartment for something to kill the monstrosity. My quick thinking skills (which really should be better developed if I decide I want to be an ER doctor) kicked in. I realized I should trap it in Tupperware, or beat the daylights out of it with a broom. I chose the more aggressive later of the options.

As I prepared for battle, I said a brief prayer that went something along the lines of “Please God don’t let this thing crawl on me.” I beat that thing with a broom until I was sure it was a goner and I the valiant victor. I searched frantically for something to pick it up with so I could send it to its watery grave. I found an envelope to scoop it up in and thought to myself how resourceful I am. Upon moving the centipede to the toilet, It must have had some sort of adrenaline release because it started moving again. At this point I wish I could say I was brave. I wish I could say I smashed it again with the broom like it was my job, however I cannot. I started screaming bloody murder. I am pretty sure I sounded like a girl on Criminal Minds, or Law and Order when a stranger in a clown suit enters her apartment. That is how frightened I was. I thought I killed that little creep and here he is, back to life, ready to crawl on me. NOT ON MY WATCH. I don’t want to get into the gory details, but let’s just say this time I am sure I won.

All I wanted was a nice soothing shower. Instead, what I got was a battle to the death with some little creep in my shower.

I am hoping I will be able to get some sleep and don’t have giant centipede dreams. I also hope centipedes do not travel in packs….

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Med School Prom

“My goal now is to dance all the dances as long as I can, and then to sit down, contented after the last elegant tango some sweet night and pass on because there wasn’t another left in me.” ~Robert Fulghum

So this weekend was a little thing that we like to call Med School Prom. I won’t lie to you. This was quite different from the prom of high school. You know, the one where your date comes and gives you a corsage and you awkwardly try to pin a boutonniere on him and accidentally stab your fingertips. And you buy a poofy dress (but really, a really really big princess dress). You can’t drink or pull any shenanigans because you are in high school. You are not fully who you are do you are not always comfortable in your own skin. Med school prom was a different scenario. I was 100% fully comfortable. If you think about it, why wouldn’t I be? I was in a room full of over achievers, ‘gunners’ who worked their booties off and continue to do so to get a degree that says “hey- this person made it. M.D.” So basically a whole bunch of cool nerds dancing the night away with an open bar at a beautiful venue. You guessed it. To quote Barney Stinson, “It was LEGENDARY.”

The night started at my girlfriends house. We got ready together and I tell you what- it was like I was back in the sorority what with the gossip, the jams, and the sharing of cosmetics. I adored it. Then the boys came over and we obviously took prom pictures (which will come soon). All of the classic poses were used. It was just great. We headed downtown for a big, Italian dinner to carb up and prepare.

We headed downtown to the Old Union station. The funny thing was when we asked the doormen where the prom was- they knew exactly what we were talking about. We got in there and the transformation was unique. Overworked kids who barely have time to make dinner and generally walk around with scrubs, sweats, no makeup, unbrushed hair, and the slight hint of crazy in their eyes transformed into classy, CLEAN, and polished individuals.

I will not fill you in on all the good (and gory) details of the night but I will tell you the moment makers. First off, when we took pictures two of the guys did their prom pose together. It MAY sound cheesy but it was just classic. Imagine, tall guy holding tall guy. I apologize for that bad mental image you just got. Secondly I love the cupid shuffle. Hands down, it is a classic for any dance. Thirdly, meeting the med student sporting the American flag vest and glasses. I took his American flag sunglasses for a while and obviously rocked it. Stars and stripes forever! Finally the best part of the evening was watching my friend (who is an even worse dancer than I) do some sort of pseudo Egyptian move in an uncoordinated, albeit endearing manner while her boyfriend looked on in dismay.
These are the glasses I comandeered. Pretty Classy I know

Point of this entry? I guess to let you know I think it is important to just take¬† break from school and everything and just get dressed up‚Ķ. and go to prom. If you can‚Äôt make it to prom. you can always crank up ‚ÄúI Wanna Dance with Somebody‚ÄĚ and break it down in your kitchen.

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So this is the New Year

2013 new year sparkler

“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn‚Äôt do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”

-Mark Twain

What is it about the new year? It makes us stop, think, and reevaluate. We always think, “What can I do differently? How can I improve?” I always hope that as a new year comes I will be a better version of my previous self. This year I have decided a few BIG things. I am making some new resolutions to improve myself and make this year the best yet.

1. I am making a huge commitment…and getting a fish. Unfortunately, I forgot the tank at home so I have to wait a few weeks to get my little son. However, I feel that this is a huge¬†step to be taking the responsibility for a young life.¬†¬†I am sure it will teach me all about how to care for another (something which I bet will be useful for when I am a doctor). Hopefully¬†this new beautiful fish¬†lives longer than King¬†Melchiore and Queen Elizabeth, the previous residents of the fish tank. The King and¬†Queen were hermit crabs which we purchased when I was in 6th grade. They lasted one¬†night and then died tragically. I can remember running to the tank to play with the King and Queen (side note: how does one play with a hermit crab? I have no idea what I planned to do after reaching the tank), only to discover their untimely deaths. Fortunately, since this year is sure to be the best yet,¬†my new babe¬†fish will break the curse of that tank and live at least a month.

2. This blog- maybe I will keep it up! Someone has to document all the absurdities that occur here at IUSM. Classes start tomorrow morning and I feel that the maladies will start tomorrow morning at 7 AM. Then the stories will start rolling in.

3. The standard “workout and take care of my body” resolution. This is a resolution everyone makes. I am hoping to last longer than the standard month. Hopefully I outlast the crowds.

4. I intend not to have bad days. No longer will a rain cloud be over my head. But rather, I intend to look on the bright side of EVERY situation. I want to look for the silver lining in every cloud to be exact.

Those are all the resolutions for this year. I will do my best to keep them. Hopefully, you all will maintain your resolution as well. Happy New Year and may it be your best year as well.

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