My Calling

So I spent a total of 8 hours in the department today. I almost forgot to eat lunch. I didn't realize my back hurt until I sat in my car. I kept yawning due to an unfortunate 5 am wakeup (long story, the house phone kept ringing) but never felt tired. I got excited every time we moved on to a new case. I was sad to leave and I'm excited to go back in the morning.

Guess where I was.

If you said pathology, you were correct. As scary as it sounds to me right now, I think I may have found my calling. I'm not ruling anything out. I am still very excited about family med, and medicine, and maybe OB. Maybe. But if none of those can make me stand on my feet for 8 hours and still have a huge smile on my face I may just have to end up doing that for the rest of my career. At least I know that I have one specialty in medicine that I absolutely love. Maybe one of my friends is right. Why am I fighting it? Because I don't want to be close minded. I really hope the faculty likes me. I hope they don't take offense when I say that I want extra exposure before 4th year so I can make up my mind. That I am interested but want to keep my options open. half the time I think I open my mouth and moron diarrhea comes flowing out my mouth in the form of words. Ugh.

I need to chill. Just be myself. They're cool like that.

Another WOOT for surgery being OVER!

I was reminded of my friend HemeOnc Doc today when we looked at bone marrow aspirates and biopsies. Woot hematopathology!

And going with the trend: Boy, what a softshell I'm turning out to be-Sebastian, The little Mermaid