(DO DO DO DO! DO DO DO DO DO!)
We’re done with Heme/Onc and moving on to Musculoskeletal. And hell, just yesterday, somebody posted on facebook that we have only 7 days left of lecture before clinical year starts!
7 days. … hadn’t really thought about it that way before.
(Yes, we have 8 days of lecture for all of rheumatology. Med school!)
Despite the scariness, I’m still really looking forward to it. It’s like when The Blair Witch Project came out, and everyone was all “THIS IS THE BEST HORROR FILM EVER MADE”.
And you may have told yourself “Thank god I don’t watch horror movies, because that looks awful“, but your friends kept bugging you to go until you were like “Argh, FINE” even though you were secretly super excited, because one of the most thrilling moments in life is when you know you’re about to make a terrible mistake.
And then you actually watch the movie and proceed to not sleep for months.
… the analogy kind of falls apart after that.
Look, the point is, the idea of 3rd year is exciting and ominous-sounding. Like a scary movie.
Also, that I am bad at analogies.
(IT’S THE FIIIIIIIIIIE-NULL COUNTDOWN!)
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Of course it’s exciting! It’s why you go into medicine – to, you know, practice medicine.
Enjoy the excitement and try your hardest not to become bitter like some of us 🙂
Exactly right. Third year alternates between awe, terror, and eye-gouging boredom – but mostly the former two. I can’t help being very jealous of you for having *only* 1.5 years of pre-clinical coursework before the floors. I think I would have sold my spleen to cut back on the last 6 months of classroom work.
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I would have sold my spleen to skip the last 6 months of pre-clinical work. You are lucky. Third year is alternately awesome/terrifying/eye-gouging boredom. I wouldn’t want to do anything else.