Archive for April 2009

In The Trenches

April 8, 2009

Exams are upon us, so this will be my last post until after finals. Check out my crazy study schedule:


Green = behavioral science, yellow = pathology, orange = pharmacology and red = microbiology. Each hour block has a 10-minute break built in for stretching, snacking or wiping the blood out of my eyes. Gym is actually workout + pharm because it’s easy to read lectures while on the elliptical machine.

As you can see, it’s pretty heavy on the micro. Micro’s my lowest grade and it’s the course on which my ascension to 4th semester rides. Let’s hope I can make it through with some amount of diginity (or at least a respectable 3.0). Encouragement is always appreciated – I’ll need something other than Rumba to get me through these dark days ahead.

Don’t Let the Admin Grind You Down

April 8, 2009

Although I tend to accentuate the positive aspects of my med school experience, it’s not all sunshine and roses. One of the sobering, souring aspects of the Ross experience is the way the administration interacts with the student body. Sometimes, it can seem like they are acting without the students’ best interest in mind. Other times, it can seem like they are being downright cruel. And yet others, it’s as if they don’t think things through thoroughly before they act. (more…)

The Home Stretch

April 1, 2009

An update?! Is it some April Fools’ Day miracle or a trick? Well, it’s not a trick. Things have been so busy lately that I’ve scarcely had time to process them, let alone chronicle them. There’s less than a month left of school and everything seems to be moving at the speed of light. Not even mediasite on double-speed is this fast. And yes, I gave up on mediasiting. Call me old-fashioned, but I’d rather go to class.

Today’s April 1st, the beginning of the end, and I need to quit fooling around.

catch-me-if-you-canThe Sunday before last I once again participated in the Salybia 5K run and to my delight, finished 15th out of all the women (32) with a time of 27 minutes and 25 seconds, 3 minutes better than my time last semester! As usual, I tried to glean some sort of greater meaning out of the race because each semester is like a mini-marathon. Will I be able to do better than I’ve done so far when the scores come in at the end of the term? I certainly hope so. This semester has really been kicking my butt.