And now, my medical school fairy tale has come to a close. Don't get me wrong, I've been busy up until this point, but busy being social. Every week day has been celebrated by a party at some point (including Monday). I have gone to ballroom club and yoga club. I have "studied" while hanging out with people. I have gone to class (most of the time), learned some interesting things, and met some awesome people.
And now real life sets in. Our first test is in two weeks, so everyone is beginning to gear up for that. Our elective classes are starting, so we have class after 3 pm sometimes (who does that? wow how my view of life changed so quickly after undergrad). Also, I was under the false impression that extra-curricular activities would only occur during lunch. Suddenly we have meetings in the afternoons/evenings almost every day. The happy-go-lucky stage of meeting everyone is over, so now relationships are getting more complicated. I have a cough and some sort of cold (which I can't diagnose in spite of my six-ish weeks of medical education). I can't hear the splitting of the S2 heart sound on myself, or anyone else for that matter. I can't find my point of maximal impulse - which is apparently somewhere under the left breast - and I feel ridiculous trying to feel myself up to find it.
I am tired and a little overwhelmed. Sorry for making you read my self-pity. Well, I guess I didn't make you read it, so sorry if you're sorry you did.
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