Daydreaming about my medical school graduation.
In 3 years and many, many hurdles later, I will be a graduate.
My treadmill is stuck on a 3.0 incline.
This can only be a major plus in my workout.
Wondering if I played my cards right this morning.
I’m becoming that lady with the right amount of “aggressiveness and persistence” my professors tell me I need to be in order to make it in the medical field.
In other news, today is the start of hurricane season. What better way to celebrate than with a very rainy day with flood watches?
I want to pick up the mess in my room. I really, really do.
But anytime that I have Kamila laying on my bed, Martini on my stomach and Big Bang Theory on my TV everything becomes so impossible.
Today, I am incredibly sad. I wasn’t prepared for the spontaneous lose of a patient and the cold invitation to his funeral. You can never be prepared for the lose of your first patient. I love medical school but I absolutely hate this daunting feeling.
Mid-week review
Couch to 5K, The Avengers, bike riding, USMLE prep, Carl Hiaasen, The Husbands and Wives Club, public library visits, mindful breathing, attempting mindful eating, Megan moving in, calling into the Covino & Rich talk show and arguing for evolution, closet cleaning, rainy mornings with Martini and Boy Meets World, rejoicing with Netflix.
Things I’m not doing: following the Miami Heat craze and eating Buffalo Wild Wings.
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