I get to be a sorta-kinda-almost doctor now!

Well, it’s here, that moment we’ve all been waiting for when we are unleashed up onto the hospital wards and allowed to actually take care of patients. No, we’re not doctors yet…but we are 3rd years and with that new title comes the time to close (most of) our books, leave the lecture halls and…

Saying Goodbye to 2nd Year

Many people have said that the second year of medical school is the hardest and most grueling year of all.  I’ve heard countless people tell stories of how busy, exhausting, and completely consuming 3rd year is, but it is always followed up by the statement, “But I’d take just about anything, including getting hit by…

I have a pager and a white coat with my name on it???

First year – check. Second year – check. Step 1 – check. Orientation week – check. Tomorrow, with white coat on and pager in hand, I step onto the wards. It’s both exciting and scary that these mile markers for medical school have passed already. For so many years I have been learning from behind…

Learnings

In the past several weeks I’ve matched to USC’s internal medicine program, graduated medical school, and now am preparing for residency (i.e. filled out 100+ pages of paperwork and bought Pocket Medicine and new shoes). The things I learned about medicine, becoming a doctor, myself, and life during these last four years of medical school are…

Outgrowing My Short White Coat

My white coat doesn’t seem to fit anymore.  I haven’t gotten any larger through medical school, so it’s not that.  My wrists stick out at the sleeves, the hem rests roughly at my hip bones, and the pockets are up so high that putting my hands in them makes me look like I’m doing the…