I’m trying something new with anatomy – I bought a sketchbook and I’m drawing out all the relevant Netter pages. It’s actually really fun – it’s amazing how well bribing myself to study works. Turns out I just needed pretty new art supplies and a Lord of The Rings / 30 Rock marathon on in the background as I sketch out various views of the celiac trunk*.
Meanwhile, Boyfriend is now on his Trauma Surgery rotation, so… eurgh. Guys, I can’t even explain how awful that rotation sounds. It really injects a really healthy dose of “it could be worse” into my life.
(Not that I didn’t already know it could be worse, I guess – as much as I complain here, I really love med school. I can’t think of anything I’d rather be doing, unless it involved getting paid lots of money to just sit on a porch swing of a log cabin somewhere and write really terrible novels, and even then I’d get bored of that after awhile.) Might as well just try to enjoy learning about portal vein tributaries.
Especially when doing so means I get to relive my glory years of high school art class.
Yea, last night was spent practicing the physical exam for my clinical practical today and studying neuro. gotta love weekends in med school 🙂
No worries! I’m an undergrad (though, not a first year I guess…) and my Saturday night consists of Chipotle and a hot date with 6 hours of Circadian Rhythms podcasts.
Oh man, that’s awesome. Also, I now feel old, because back when I took a similar course, I’m pretty sure that science did not yet know 6 hours worth of information about circadian rhythms. Not gonna lie, the neuro nerd in me is kind of jealous!
Stop making me feel bad about going to the hockey game last night 😛
Haha. Maybe it’ll make you feel better to know that the only Saturday night activity I blew off involved a Twilight drinking game at a friend’s apartment.
For me (freshman undergrad), I always experience that the day after, i.e. I hear about people getting smashed and doing something stupid at 2 am. I’m always impressed they managed to show up for class.