Week 1 Complete!
So med school isn’t so bad…Sure it’s already fraught with insecurity, frustration, and the constant feeling of being overwhelmed, but there is light peering out from the darkness. Ooh, and bone saws.
Yes, bone saws! They’re cool.
Does this mean Ortho is in my future, who knows? Maybe.
Everyone in my class that I’ve met thus far is pretty decent. Most are willing to lend a hand or ear so you can bounce terms, parts, or planes at them. I think we’re all muddling through as we begin to learn and memorize hundreds of foramina, vessels, muscles, bones, sinuses, etc. We’re all in the same boat, so why not be nice to each other?!
As far as Philly goes…I’m still working on that one.
It’s the only place I’ve been where the speed signs say “15” and people drive, literally, “50,” on winding, snaking roads no less! And they make up their own lanes as they go. It’s an adventure!
As for me, I haven’t ventured out into the city much yet. Somewhat due to time constraints, also due to the fact I’m alone and don’t know the area at all. I did manage to find a gas station close to the pad, and an A+, top notch grocer.
My only major downfall came this weekend when I was overcome by this strangely, uncomfortable…agitation.
It was an odd feeling for sure..Mildly likely being frisky, but not quite. I began tearing up without even realizing why…then it hit me. I was lonely, starving for affection. In short, I NEEDED a HUG! Sounds simple enough, right?! Wrong.
I’m currently living alone. Despite being in a building supposedly populated, I’ve only just met one neighbor. He’s a bit intimidating.
And those at school…well, we’re still doing the little dance.
No one knows each other quite well enough yet to have built up the kind of intimacy where hugs are part of the protocol. We’re still in the phase when you bump into someone you’re almost overly apologetic. I do suspect this will change, especially since at some point we’ll be doing breast exams and femoral pulses on each other. So I've heard. But, that’s Fall term.
I’m hopeful though, at least. I mean if someone can get through trying to feel me up, I do hope they can hug me afterward!? Otherwise, it’s going to be a long 14 months!
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