So today was the first day of my life as a genuine medical student. We started our morning way too early at 7:30AM and received a bunch of things that made me feel important around campus...things like keys and passwords to special rooms that are restricted solely for med students. All of this was done amongs mingling with new faces and peoples from all around the world. Most of it was a big blur of faces and glancing at nametags and I'm sure nobody remembered my name, but the first day was almost exactly as I had imagined it...friendly faces and lot's of important-looking people saying "Welcome. You made the right choice. You're going to love it here. We'll see you in four years." We spent most of the morning listening to speakers tell us that we should be OK (mentally and physically) provided that we work hard and force ourselves to stay positive during the year. Sounded fair enough, if you ask me.
After lunch, we gathered into groups of 24 students to begin our PPM class. PPM is the abbreviation for the fancy sounding Professionalism and the Practice of Medicine. It was here that I met the 24 individuals who I will be spending the next two years in close contact with, sharing everything with them from life stories to my bedroom. I was pretty intrigued by the wide range of people who were in my group...there were young scoundrels such as myself to 40 year old professionals who found medicine when they realized that working in a cubicle was unnaturally boring. There was even one guy in our class who had been working for a pharmaceutical company and invented the drug that saved his aunt from dying of cancer! Okay, so as a new 21 year old who barely can hold her own, I can't even come close to that kind of talent but I was so inspired to even be in the same room as someone like that. Honestly, I was blown away by how amazing some of the people seemed and I am curious to learn more about some of them.
At this point, it is 11PM and I am exhausted. Matt came over after class and we both vegged out and just sank in the conversation of our first thoughts as med students on our first day. It was mentally and physically grueling to endure a long full day, especially after almost two years of starting my day at 11AM and being a night owl. There will definitely be some changes that I will need to get used too...but as for now, there is planning for manana to be done and sleep to be had! Until tomorrow...
Or Life as a Medical Student. (but not completely all about medicine because sometimes, you can just get sick of talking about the good ole' MD)
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