poured out before bed
Gasp, snort! I say to you, as I come up for air.
I knowingly end-loaded my schedule for this, my final year of med school; I stuck a number of challenging rotations at the very end – which is a bit of bummer, it’s true – but it will keep me fresh’n’fit for my upcoming intern year. (This is the theory, anyway.)
By way of update:
I’ll be an MD in 2.5 months, which absolutely blows my work soaked brain these days. It’s been – and continues to be – a real trip. Wish me luck as I finish the academic year and come to the end of the med school rat race, even as I send out good vibes for all the wonderful things you all are doing and accomplishing.
And, hey – I’ve got about a million stories in my story scrap notebook which I’ll slap up here soon. Stay tuned.
(But don’t hold your breath. I’m a bit swamped. Plus, breathing has been shown to be very beneficial in multiple highly powered, well controlled trials.)