Fourth year means a lot of free time. A lot of free time means time to sleep and binge on Netflix. Which means I totally forgot to update this blog. I would say sorry, but I am not. I deserve that sleep! But anyway, I figured I would share the last segment of my surgery quotes (because yes, there was that much nonsense said during those 12 weeks). So here is Volume 32 of Things I Heard in Medical School!
Finally — another post! And this one features the last of the quotes from family medicine! It’s a short one, I know, but I hope you can still find something to laugh at! Hope you enjoy Volume 28!
I’m halfway through family medicine! Although I am learning a lot about the field, I’m also learning a lot from my patients. And by learning, I mean listening to them say or do the most ridiculous things. And the attendings and residents aren’t that far behind either. Hope you enjoy this edition of Things I Heard in Medical School! Let me know in the comments down below.
I’m officially two-thirds of the way done with my first clinical rotation! Psychiatry has actually been a lot of fun. Not only did I really get to appreciate the field and learn from amazing attendings, I also collected tons of great quotes. So with that, here’s Volume 22! Continue reading
I’m back! I took a bit of a break from blogging to focus on exams and learning how to become a functioning member of society again. And now, I am officially a third year medical student! Though I don’t have any more formal lectures in a classroom, I still get to hear ridiculous things from doctors, nurses, residents, patients and anyone in between. If you are within 10 feet from me, chances are that I am listening to whatever ridiculous thing you are saying.
As my first week of rotations comes to an end, I wanted to recap my time with some of the things I heard in the halls of the hospital. So, without any more stalling, here is TIHIMS: VOL 21! Continue reading
I’m a second-year medical student at St. George’s University in Grenada. If you are also a medical student or in a similar, grueling field, you can probably relate. I’m mainly writing this as a way to vent and get out all of this anxiety. But also because I know there are others in my class, and in the world in general, who feel the same way. If you know me, you know I hate crying and hate being weak. Well, today will be that exception. Today, I need to open up so I can move on. Feel free to share this post with anyone who needs a reality check or just needs some reassurance that this too shall pass. Continue reading
Last week marked my first week of my last semester of college. In five months, I’ll be wearing my cap and gown and walking across the stage (with the hope of not falling on my face) and getting my diploma.
Taking a break from the photo-filled, light-hearted posts to write about something that I’ve faced a lot through my life. And that’s the decision to quit something.
I decided to write this post after a tiring day of very little sleep, no food, meetings and tons of work. I was still recovering from a nasty cold and already had a pounding headache. Work was pretty hectic that night and no one was happy and did what humans do best: freak out. I came back to my dorm confused and shaking and at some point I realized I even had tears. Yeah, me crying is a very odd sight. I sat on my bed trying to figure out the reason why I had these stupid little salty droplets running down my face and then I finally realized – I was exhausted and I was stressed.