One Hundred and Seventy-two, Day 2

I glanced over at the dog wondering how long his flesh would keep me sated. Then I remembered that I am a vegetarian. [le sigh] Hurricane Ike has struck! These varied entries will log my travails through the land of the powerless.

One Hundred and Twenty-seven, Glass Houses and Match Days

Some days the muse just isn't with me. Ok, so usually the muse isn't with me but at least the thought-god/dess is. I briefly considered writing about this great speaker we had today who gave us practical advice on working in the hospitals and impressing our elders. He also changed from his professional-wear into a Superman suit during his presentation. But I just didn't know where to go with it despite the interesting point he made about all doctors living in a Glass House and professional manners and perception meaning a great deal. So eventually I threw that aside. A friend suggested talking about the awkward moments created by Tucker's red rocket. I haven't really encountered them personally so I'd have no stories to write about it plus in my mind, it's just a dog with his proper biology working. It wasn't like he was doing anything, it was just there. So that didn't grab my mental thought stream for proper writing. My last attempt was going to be about Match Day (which was yesterday). This magical day is the day in March when all fourth year medical students around the country find out where they were placed for their residencies. In case that was confusing, it's where they get their job assignments as freshly minted doctors. The place where they'll slave away their first couple years as the bottom of the totem poles again. While many got placed at my school, I saw a few far-flung ones associated with names I recognized on the list. My high school valedictorian is off to Dallas and the University of Texas. Other fourth years I know are heading to Portland, Maine and Chapel Hill, NC. And many other places elsewhere. But beyond mentioning that, there was no thought going on about my future with Match Day or where I'd like to be placed. Hopefully you'll be reading more about that in a year and a half.

So I leave you with apologies on the lack of content here. Then again, I did write something, didn't I? And it did give you an idea of what is important enough to me to mention: Third & Fourth Year, my friend's suggestion, Residency Decisions.

One Hundred and Twenty-six, Reflections in Front of Me

My head is split in two, approximately half and half. On one side I see a large doorway leading to a dark place with the kind of clutter that brings you down and keeps your head in the ground. On the other side I see a bright exit lit with the bright glow of the the sun shouting at us from the heavens. The left side has some of that light shown but the dark doorway stands there sinisterly. Metallic appendages crawl over the surface along with a pink-ribboned container holding rock candy. The right side's window continues to shed light onto half of my face showing the branches outside. I see long gashes though, even on this bright side, that show minutes of attention from a canine. Above the images in the right corner, I see in simple letters, "POLARIZED."

Sixty-one, The Eyes

So, I'll admit, I fall for eyes and face. Tonight was no exception as this little guy looked up at me beseechingly and I feel in love...again. Yes, this is not the first time this has happened. After growing up terrified of them (oddly enough I focused on dog teeth at the time), I met one or two here and there that were very well behaved and so cute. And, as most of my friends know by now, I have bonded well with a very cute beagle who is so much fun to tussle with. I hope I will bond with my Texan friend's pup as well. One of my friends loves dogs and cats (especially puppies/kittens) and he too instantly bonded with the newcomer from Texas. I expect the puppy (who is now with his family) to get uber-excited upon the arrival tomorrow of his master and best friend in the whole wide world. I also expect my friend to get uber-excited upon seeing his buddy again (possibly more-so than seeing his family and friends again). The truth is, I think that that is as it should be.

Sixty, Exams and Puppies

For those wondering, the one exam in question from last week's Block Day I passed with 1.75 points.

And tonight I'm somewhat freaking out since I'll be transporting a puppy sans owner. It should be quite an experience!