It’s Getting Close

It’s really hitting home. Close enough that I got my class schedule today. Complete with an exam exactly four weeks from today. Close enough that I looked at my new shampoo bottle and said to it “You will be the shampoo I will start medical school with.” I’m weird....

Why Heading to Medical School Is Starting to Feel Like Going On a Vacation

I just want to bottle this time, and keep this happy healthy me around for when it gets hard. I’ve been running every day, seeing friends, eating healthy, feeling good, and getting lots of sleep. Years ago, I read an article about this study (I’m not sure if this was exact one or not). Basically, the findings show that people are happier not when they are on vacation, and not right after, but right before their vacation- in the days leading up to it. They are happiest when there is something good to look forward to.  I feel like that with school starting in 20 days!! I’ve got a death grip on the life I have now, anticipating the changes to come and enjoying the way things are. It sounds sort of sad that I want to stay in this moment excited about medical school- not actually there, knowing that school won’t feel this exciting once I’m in it. But the daily grind ends up getting to everyone after a while. Its not pessimism, its realism! Haha.  Running has been hard recently, but i’m glad I’m back at it. I didn’t run regularly all spring semester so I’m trying to build up some worthwhile endurance and that means starting over at square one, just running for minutes not miles. That’s always frustrating for someone who used to do six miles like it ain’t no big deal. Now I’m struggling for 40 minutes of slow running, hoping I will be able to do at least that most days after class. I’m trying not to put pressure and expectations on myself to feel guilty...

Medical School Backpack

I’ve been looking into backpacks for medical school since, oh, probably April. The backpack I took to college was my good old Jansport from high school. At one point it was white and now its like this crusty, dingy, grayish color filled with crumbs and bits of paper. So I wanted a versatile bag I can take to school, traveling or hiking and biking if I’m so inclined. I looked into all these hardcore sport bags: Kelty, Osprey, North Face and whatnot. Since they are sort of expensive and I didn’t need a new one right away, I stalked amazon and rei for good deals and went back and forth on backpacks. I don’t know why or how it escalated to this huge decision representing the outcome of all of medical school but it did. When I went to a gathering of medical students (mostly second years), one guy was talking about how he joined the first year’s Facebook groups in order to be able to hang out with the incoming class. Then he said, (and I quote!!) “but when they start asking annoying questions like what backpack to get, I’m out!” Oh no. I was that girl. The one obsessing about what backpack would ensure a wonderful medical school experience. Because the truth is, it doesn’t really matter. Still, I don’t know why girls do it. And we do it all the time. It also seems to be getting much more common with social networking. We’ve all seen it: “Attention moms, (friends, guys, etc.,) I need recommendations on what stroller to buy, (what gym to join, if anybody has experience with...

4th of July Weekend

I’m sitting in the bathroom talking to you nice folks, while supervising the bath time of a very sleepy 4-and-a-half year old. I had a very fun and relaxing fourth of July weekend. These little girls often put things in perspective for me. Throughout the week, I chase down a to-do list, that- as soon as I cross off one thing I add another- is often full of not-so-important things. Yet, I treat it like my life’s work. And, while it is important to get my oil changed and renew my passport before school starts, I forget that I’m supposed to be relaxing before medical school and not stressing these mundane things. The little ones that I’m so lucky to call my nieces always call me back to what’s important by forcing me to take a break to cuddle and listen about their lives, play in their imaginary world for a while, and not worry about my list or school just yet. (Right now they pretend to be the princesses left at home by their kings while they go to fight the king’s war)   I didn’t take any photos of the gorgeous fireworks or the cookout, but I had a pretty hilarious silly-photo selfie shoot of which I will share gratuitous amounts of grainy iPhone pictures.   pssst…. doonthego.me (no longer “.wordpress.com”) will launching soon, so be on the lookout! ppppppsssssttt… the study room I have posted about here and here, is almost done! Just waiting on some final items to be ordered so look out for that too....

An Ingenius Idea That I’m Sharing with Ya’ll

Issue 1 When I’m driving my feet get cold. They are so far from my frozen little heart. I usually sit criss cross applesauce to keep my toesies warm under my legs, but that’s not very safe when I’m at the wheel. Issue 2 When I’m driving, I like to keep cool air blowing on my face. It keeps me focused, and well, cool. Especially when the sun is out, it’s easy to just bake in the heat. They have cars that a temperature adjustable and cars that blow different temperatures to the backseat or on the passenger.  And I know they have lower vents and upper vents. So…Why don’t they make a car that blows different temperatures to the feet and the face simultaneously?! I have been known to blast hot air on my feet for 30 seconds and then switch it back up and to cool, and seriously it is such an inconvenience. I mean, they may have a very narrow target market of cold-footed sissy girls but I think its worthwhile. We will see who comes out with it. Remember that you saw it here first. P.S. Many of you don’t know this but my sisters and I used to be serious rollerbladers in like 1996, and we were the first to think of placing wheels in the bottoms of tennis shoes. And then wheelies came out. True story. Ask...