it's been a long month. feels like i've always been in med school, like this daily deficiency in sleep and feelings of academic inadequacy didn't start just 4 weeks ago. each day we go through an obscene amount of material; all information we should know for our future profession. there's never a satisfactory point where i feel like there's nothing more i can study on the material. it's an unending pursuit of knowledge. and lots of it.
but of course, i'm only focusing on the negatives as usual. i wouldn't trade all of this for anything in the world. every moment, i know that what i'm learning has a very clear and direct purpose--to train me to become a competent physician. the muscles and nerves we memorize, the cellular aberrations and stains we have to distinguish, and the human sensitivities we're tuned to; they elicit our fascination and further inquiry because we know now it's not about grades, but about people's lives.
amongst my classmates, i've met the most amazing people--people who do it all and still have time for more. people i respect and admire for their vision, determination, and will to follow through. and then again for their openness, their talents, and their energy.
i wish i could capture the experience thus far, but i've always been terrible with details so i'll have to leave it at these sweeping statements. plus, a little sleep wouldn't hurt me right now.
happy september~