The Beast
Well, the beast that is known as Step 1 is behind me. I am not totally out of the woods yet, as it might still be lurking poised, ready to strike again. During that gruesome eight hour test I was able to get a good head start at finding safety. I ran like hell and I am now taking a breather, hiding out in the comfort of my home with the false sense of security that I am safe. The beast could rear its ugly head again in 3 weeks time, at which point I may run away screaming like a baby or screaming the songs of victory. I hope I fooled it, lost it in the woods, and I am home free. When you are...
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We spend the afternoon immersed in histological slides of reproductive organ pathology. Yeah, I know, it sounds horribly boring, and it is. We have to learn about all sorts of cancers. Who knew there were so many kinds? Carcinoma, adenoma, sarcoma, of everybody part you can imagine. Not only that, but the cancers can only truly be diagnosed by looking at slides of tissue under a microscope. We all desperately try to see the differences between the slides. Well, this one here looks pink and purple and this other looks, well, pink and purple. OK, this one here, the circles are darker purple...
Read MoreComrade Barf
It starts out as one of those tiny Buddha statues meditating quietly on your stomach. Sometimes you look at it, recognizing that it will one day signal your rise out of the depths of basic medical science and entry into the bright tile and vaulted ceilings of the hospital. Throughout the first two years of medical school, you try to ignore the little man sitting on your chest, but quite suddenly you find yourself at the end of it, suffocating under the monstrosity that is a 500 pound fat man. He smiles and laughs and farts as you watch him eat donuts and chocolates and drink soda pop,...
Read MoreLesbians Part One
Well it all started with our “mandatory†lecture. This irony of it all is The Powers That Be say it’s not mandatory. It’s just that if you don’t go, you’ll lose points. In any medical school students’ brain, points being lost is bad, thereby, making the class mandatory. The other ironic thing, is that it was not actually a lecture where we might learn physiology or some other clinically relevant material, we were to attend a “Film Festival.†Not just any film festival, but one where we have to watch graphically sexually explicit...
Read MoreAnd so it begins…..
Well, this is officially my first blog post and very unenlightening. More enligtening blogs to follow.
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