Day 2.277 - Second year runs three days longer than first year.
Day 1.274
For further comparison:
The pile this year was actually a wee bit shorter (didn't read nearly as many JAMAs or buy as many anatomy textbooks) but it was unable to stay upright - hence my study-blackboard support with the first commandment of second year. "THOU SHALT STUDY." And no, I didn't mean to wear the same outfit, I just like that shirt.
It really does feel good to have 2 years of medical school in my rearview mirror. I'm starting to have more confidence in myself, in my ability to learn and retain material. Maybe I'm cut out for this "doctor" thing after all.
This year was certainly less climactic than first, especially with step I looming large on the horizon, but I am certainly happier with myself. I'm 95% sure I passed everything, and I'm in a much better place in my life in general. There's a few more outings with the girls (Melissa's baby shower is this Saturday) and a move before I can feel "settled" and ready to start studying in earnest, but those are minor (and happy!) hurdles now.
As for my you guys reading this, I'll defer to Woody Allen: "I love you, really. With all due respect, you're a beautiful person. You're a credit to your race."
Seriously though, I can't thank everyone here enough. My gratitude for this blog and everyone who reads it... I can't put it in to words. I'm not very good at commenting back, or keeping a normal schedule when the neuro hits the fan, but I honestly don't think I'd be in the position I am today without everyone out there cheering me on.
For further comparison:
The pile this year was actually a wee bit shorter (didn't read nearly as many JAMAs or buy as many anatomy textbooks) but it was unable to stay upright - hence my study-blackboard support with the first commandment of second year. "THOU SHALT STUDY." And no, I didn't mean to wear the same outfit, I just like that shirt.
It really does feel good to have 2 years of medical school in my rearview mirror. I'm starting to have more confidence in myself, in my ability to learn and retain material. Maybe I'm cut out for this "doctor" thing after all.
This year was certainly less climactic than first, especially with step I looming large on the horizon, but I am certainly happier with myself. I'm 95% sure I passed everything, and I'm in a much better place in my life in general. There's a few more outings with the girls (Melissa's baby shower is this Saturday) and a move before I can feel "settled" and ready to start studying in earnest, but those are minor (and happy!) hurdles now.
As for my you guys reading this, I'll defer to Woody Allen: "I love you, really. With all due respect, you're a beautiful person. You're a credit to your race."
Seriously though, I can't thank everyone here enough. My gratitude for this blog and everyone who reads it... I can't put it in to words. I'm not very good at commenting back, or keeping a normal schedule when the neuro hits the fan, but I honestly don't think I'd be in the position I am today without everyone out there cheering me on.