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Tuesday, November 30, 2004
Do any of you remember why I want to be a doctor? I seem to have forgotten....

I'm at the library, trying to make myself do my case report assignments. I can't believe I have to do this shit 3 weeks from my exam. I miss having the internet at home because I could be sitting in my P.J.s doing this right now.

I think I have hit the November slump. It has happened every year since high school. I'm usually bored with my classes, and I don't want to study. In college, I filled up my days with watching 90210 with my sister. We would watch Dylan McKay bemoan his life and his trust fund. He was so tragic, so James Dean. We would bemoan Brenda Walsh's eyebrows, which were giant, hairy jobs that made us wonder if her stylist had ever heard of tweezers. We never watched the show with a teen-angst seriousness in the 90s, so it was pure hilarity from the vantage point of our oh-so-sophisticated college years. I miss living with my sister. I miss walking around in my underwear all day (not that I don't do that now, It's just not the same). I miss making up songs about my cats with somebody who took it as seriously as I did. I miss walking down to the pool and sitting around in our bathing suits all day while Missy's inappropriate "boyfriend" would ogle us. It's not as much fun putting up Christmas decorations if she's not there to scream a string of obscenities over the garland. I feel sorry for anybody who doesn't have a sister, because mine is fucking awesome.
~Sara~
1:52 PM


Saturday, November 27, 2004
I think it might be time to change my template soon. I spent about 45 minutes looking at blogskins because I didn't want to do my homework. This has been a theme for the last week or so. My mind is occupied by a dozen or so things that I'm worrying about at this time. I should ask my mom if I worried this much when I was a kid. Am I a born worrier, or is this an xx-chromosome thing?

I miss being at St. V's. It was very cool to have the whole "it's us against them" medical student camaraderie. It was nice to meet some residents because that's going to be me before I know it. Gosh-- what will I do with myself? I haven't settled on a specialty yet. I don't think Internal Medicine is for me. I hated doing rounds, and I like doing procedures. Maybe surgery of some kind. I was thinking about anesthesiology until one of the surgery residents pointed out that anesthesiologists are the towel boys of the OR. Can you see me as a towel boy? I don't think so either. I think I'm supposed to be researching programs right now, or at least pretty soon. I have to make up my mind by September or October of next year.

I keep waiting for things to fall into place. I have been promised that they would by those older and wiser than me.

I think I've been assigned to Trauma surgery when I'm on AHEC next month. I have to live in Lima, Ohio, which is about 2 hours away from here. (I think) I have heard scary things about the attendings down there. Things like, they don't sleep and I won't either.


~Sara~
5:51 PM


Monday, November 22, 2004
I've got the Zsa Zsa Zsu!

Well, my stint at St. V's is over. It was really good, and I learned a lot. Now I'm moving on to ambulatory, where the hours are too good to be true. The only problem is that they make you write these case report things. It seems like a pain in the ass.

This weekend, on Friday, I went to the art museum to see the mummies and listen to jazz. It was fun. I expected the display to be bigger, but there were lots of other interesting things to see there. On Saturday, I watched my beloved alma mater lose to Ohio State. It still bums me out, so don't talk to me about it. Thanks to Laura, we were all happily buzzed when things started looking bad. She's an Ohio State fan. We're looking into a possible connection. Then, on Sunday, I slept. All day. long. This is about as exciting as my life is. Usually I have something at least semi-interesting to say. But not so much today.

I should be getting my financial aid either today or tomorrow. This is very important because I'm down to the last roll of toilet paper, and I have no coffee. These are two of the essentials of life. I can't even imagine what it must be like to be finishing up residency, and looking at all of that lovely money that you make as an attending. I understand that it is the result of busting your ass for 9 years, and maybe it seems to be a poor payoff. However, you have to keep in mind the days of the last roll of toilet paper. Those were sad times.

I suppose I don't have too much more to write. I'm going to drag my ass to the gym at MCO today for the first time in months. It won't be until 6:00 after lecture, though. I hope I can keep my eyes open until then.
~Sara~
1:29 PM


Monday, November 01, 2004
I had a halloween adventure tonight! I ran around the utility wing of the hospital in search of clean scrubs. It was pretty spooky. I think I have played enough Resident Evil games to be scared by long industrial-looking hallways with loud humming noises coming from behind doors. It was really scary! As far as admissions go, it has been a pretty slow night. My three patients went home, so I was hoping to pick up two new ones tonight. I only got one because the other student on my team got one, and the other is going to palliative care instead of the regular floor. I guess that means my day tomorrow will be pretty easy. I have to get through rounds until noon, and then I get to go home. My sister is still in town, so I'm going to drive out to Detroit to hang out with her some more.

I can't believe it, but I left all of my necessary items for spending the night at the hospital at home today. I didn't bring a toothbrush, toothpaste, shampoo, conditioner, my makeup, or even a comb for my hair. Since I cut my hair off, it looks CRAZY in the morning. I'm not sure what I'm going to do about it. I guess I just figured that I would sleep here, and then go home. I forgot that I have to work for about 6 hours before I can leave. Jody and I fixed the toothbrush problem with a trip to the supply room. I'm not sure what I'm going to do about the rest of it. I guess I'll just have to look weird. Oh well.

It's getting late, and it's pretty quiet. I think I'm going to go try to get some sleep while I can.
~Sara~
12:03 AM

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