The Night Before Step 1

Less than 12 hours away from the 8 hour beast. I feel like the armor-clad protagonist facing the final villain with only one “revive” potion left. As I look back at the past two years (all the 25 miles *nod to Allison’s post*), I seriously can’t believe I’m finally here. There’s no way I’m really…

Lessons of the Clinical Year (MS-3)

Some time in freshman year, we were told that our patients are our teachers. It made a lot of sense, especially in the context of anatomy class where we studied the human body through working with cadavers. Somewhere along sophomore year, buried under review books and lecture material, I slowly forgot that valuable perspective. Now,…

Life in the Cracks

Everyone always tells you life’s a journey. I can’t begin to recount the number of times I’ve heard it likened to a path, a road, a process. Running a race. My nose wrinkled up a little bit yesterday morning when I had a similar thought. I’d always thought myself more creative than the safe, vanilla…

“Too many cooks spoil the broth”

Having gone half way across the country for my undergraduate education in Alabama, I thought that I had the whole “adjustment factor” under control.  It seemed like moving to California would not be much different, especially since I was transitioning from one Seventh-day Adventist school to another. I thought I knew what I was doing….

When They Don’t Make It

I recently lost a patient. Miss D was a healthy teenage girl who started feeling tired and having pain the week before. Urgent care had diagnosed her with an upper respiratory virus and muscle strain. Then she began to have altered mental status and was admitted to the hospital. When the infectious disease service was consulted she was in the…