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Summer's been good so far. Classes ended well and I pulled the grades I wanted out, even a 90% (somehow!) on the O-chem Final. I'm especially glad all the work is over with. Next semester I've got 17 hours again, but I doubt they'll require as much effort. That'll be good because I'll need the extra time to work on my med school applications. Speaking of that, I got my MCAT scores back and they were... alright. "Conventional wisdom" (or just what the other bio majors said) was that you'd score 2-3 points higher than your Kaplan scores, but that didn't work out; I actually scored a point lower but they hopefully will still be enough to get into IU. I'll be working on those applications for the rest of the summer; those and my summer class, Historic Christian Belief, which is going very well.
Outside academics, I've had a very busy summer. So far I've checked off nine states, ten if you include the 2 hours I spend at Dallas International Airport, and one country - Mexico. First, I went to Michigan with Andy and Josh and met Hoseef at Fredrickson's House before heading to Spencer's Wedding. We missed about half the wedding getting lost, but the reception at the baseball diamond was great. Then Josh, Hoseef and I roadtripped to Georgia and Alabama for Peter's Graduation from Boot Camp. On the way we stopped by Dinosaur World, the Jack Daniels' Distillery, the Grand Old Opry, and Churchill Downs. We didn't even make it to the graduation but got lost somewhere in the base for almost 2 hours, but it was good seeing Peter again. Finally, two weeks ago, Andy and I stayed at Hoseef's house in Iowa with Caleb and Ryn the night before driving to Wisconsin for Scr0d's wedding.
Now I'm sitting in my apartment in Nogales, Arizona sipping Manzanita Sol, an apple-flavored soda I picked up here. I flew in on Saturday and have been doing my practicum with Dr. Crawford, a family physician who runs a small clinic on the Mexican sides on Wednesdays. Life here is really different. It's been over a 100 everyday and I'm lucky if it dips below 80 at night. (Plus I don't have A/C, just a cool air vent.) My apartment (technically half of a duplex) is on a minor cliff, about 20 feet above the house next door, and all I see are mountains in the distnace. I can see the border fence stretching along the hills from my front porch. The apartment was pretty boring until I met Bill and Shirley, the missionary couple in the other half, who are barely around and left me the keys to their half where they've got DSL and cable TV, that makes the solitude a little more bearable. (Dorm life makes you almost dependent on having friends around constantly.) I've been over the border four times since I got here and eaten a lot of Mexican food.
As for work, I've completed three full days. I've seen almost 70 cases; most involving diabetic complications, a condition especially prevalent in the Hispanic community. About 50% of the cases only speak Spanish so I'm having to relearn stuff I haven't used since J-term. I've also followed Edward, the Physician's Assistant, around whenever Dr. Crawford doesn't have patients. Most of it has been interesting, but I know I'll be ready to go home and even go back to school, but it's weird to think it'll be my senior year.
Outside academics, I've had a very busy summer. So far I've checked off nine states, ten if you include the 2 hours I spend at Dallas International Airport, and one country - Mexico. First, I went to Michigan with Andy and Josh and met Hoseef at Fredrickson's House before heading to Spencer's Wedding. We missed about half the wedding getting lost, but the reception at the baseball diamond was great. Then Josh, Hoseef and I roadtripped to Georgia and Alabama for Peter's Graduation from Boot Camp. On the way we stopped by Dinosaur World, the Jack Daniels' Distillery, the Grand Old Opry, and Churchill Downs. We didn't even make it to the graduation but got lost somewhere in the base for almost 2 hours, but it was good seeing Peter again. Finally, two weeks ago, Andy and I stayed at Hoseef's house in Iowa with Caleb and Ryn the night before driving to Wisconsin for Scr0d's wedding.
Now I'm sitting in my apartment in Nogales, Arizona sipping Manzanita Sol, an apple-flavored soda I picked up here. I flew in on Saturday and have been doing my practicum with Dr. Crawford, a family physician who runs a small clinic on the Mexican sides on Wednesdays. Life here is really different. It's been over a 100 everyday and I'm lucky if it dips below 80 at night. (Plus I don't have A/C, just a cool air vent.) My apartment (technically half of a duplex) is on a minor cliff, about 20 feet above the house next door, and all I see are mountains in the distnace. I can see the border fence stretching along the hills from my front porch. The apartment was pretty boring until I met Bill and Shirley, the missionary couple in the other half, who are barely around and left me the keys to their half where they've got DSL and cable TV, that makes the solitude a little more bearable. (Dorm life makes you almost dependent on having friends around constantly.) I've been over the border four times since I got here and eaten a lot of Mexican food.
As for work, I've completed three full days. I've seen almost 70 cases; most involving diabetic complications, a condition especially prevalent in the Hispanic community. About 50% of the cases only speak Spanish so I'm having to relearn stuff I haven't used since J-term. I've also followed Edward, the Physician's Assistant, around whenever Dr. Crawford doesn't have patients. Most of it has been interesting, but I know I'll be ready to go home and even go back to school, but it's weird to think it'll be my senior year.