Not an update- just little old me.
So, I've been thinking about writing some personal entries on this blog too, not just Sims related stuff. I don't know if anyone will actually read it but I like reading people's non-legacy related stuff (if you appear on my My Guests page I will stalk you and see what you write, I have no shame in this matter), so I have decided to inject my blog with some self indulgent rambling.
Bear with me, I'm new to this. Anyhow. For this entry I think I'll write about what has been a pretty big part of my life in the last 8 months or so, I am a first year medical student (DO YOU GET WHERE I WAS GOING WITH THE SCRUBS GIFS? I BET YOU DO)
For anyone reading from the US, medical school here is pretty different. It's arguably easier here too, as some of my American friends have been oh-so quick to point out...cause that's not a really annoying thing to tell someone. Firstly, we don't have to do pre-med or anything like that, it's straight from college (our last two years of high school) and into medical training. And no we don't work on the wards or get shouted at by Dr Cox type characters in white coats (yet), so far it's been a lot of lectures and and occasional ethics teaching, which everyone says they hate but I secretly kinda like.
My year is drawing to a close (I'm supposed to be studying for my final exams as I write this but OH WELL), so I've decided to compile a list of things I've done/ learned while at medical school that I've found memorable.
1) I've learned that I'm a lot shyer than I originally thought. I always assumed I was out-going, but it's not until you're taken from people you know relatively well and thrown in with a group of intellectually gifted strangers that you realise how little you have to contribute to conversations.
2) On the other hand, I've learned there are a lot of idiots here too, the same as you'll find in any group of people. When I mentioned this to a friend of mine she found it worrying that I could describe future doctors as 'idiots' but I found it a relief. It's hard work assuming everyone else is vastly superior to you in every way. Same as there is always someone better, there is always someone worse.
3) I've realised just how much people will let you in if you have a vague air of authority. After one hour speaking with a elderly patient we'd discussed everything from his enlarged prostate and his penchant for Steam-Boats, to the downward spiral of his terminally ill wife- which I secretly went home and had a little cry about but-let's-just-keep-that-one-to-ourselves-yeah?
4) I have held the brain of a cadaver and contemplated that an entire human being's thoughts, memories and emotions were contained in the lump of flesh I'm casually handling. And not so philosophically I've lain awake at night afraid to turn the lights off because I can't get the image out of my head of a certain gentleman who's head had been cut in half.
5) There are two reactions I get when I tell people I go to medical school. The first is "Wow, that's really impressive" (and while it's not that impressive I do secretly like the ego boost). The second is, "Really? You?", with a raised eyebrow and disbelieving look. I hate those people.
And, um, yeah. So ends my first ever personal blog post. Here's the TL:DR version as it did turn into a longer post than anticipated:
I'll probably post a new Stark Legacy entry tonight or tommorow, on which I intend to shamelessly plug this.
Thanks for reading. :)