Putting the "Scared Shitless" in "Inpatient Surgery"
While I am sure to collect a vast array of absolutely ridiculous stories over the next six weeks, I regretfully will not likely have much time to share many of them here (or anywhere, for that matter). To be honest, I am starting to wonder if I'll be given enough time to take a crap on a regular basis*. I will try to update this website as much as possible, as I've found this to be an invaluable method of catharsis in getting me through medical school, as well as a way to educate others about what being a medical student is all about (and not to mention being a hell of a lot cheaper than paying for a therapist). However, I apologize in advance to my loyal readers (Hi Mom!) if I cannot post with the regularity I had recently achieved, a regularity only matched by the recent addition of Fiber One to my diet (that's two poo jokes in one post, in case you're keeping track).
With that in mind, I'll leave you with one lasting image before I go: When you are on the verge of descending into sweet sleep and taking a moment to appreciate the infinite darkness of the night, with it's glimmering moon, shooting stars, and deep serenity...pause for an instant and consider that somewhere, out in the distant fog, there is some poor schmuck medical student struggling to stay awake for yet another night, running around a hospital somewhere, trying to survive. Please do that fine young individual a favor and pray for his or her soul before shutting your eyes and enveloping yourself in a magical dream world. Amen.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to pay a triumphant visit to the restroom...one...last...time. Oy, I'm getting all fahklempt!
*Of course, that said, I'll always make time for any attractive, single, Jewish females out there. You didn't seriously think I was going to write all this and not put yet another shameless plug here, did you?