...it's the Journey

Score!

2009-06-11T13:36:00.000-07:00

20x200 is having a sale. 20% off everything. Just what I needed to finally get that print I've been wanting for a while now.

Feeling grown up

2009-05-31T06:18:00.000-07:00

Wow it’s been a while again… Life, you know. In the last month, I…:

1- wrote the LMCC. I will get the results on June 17. It was the weirdest exam ever, seemed barely related to actual medicine. Let’s just hope I passed!

2- graduated. Graduation took place in a hotel/resort. I was wearing that dress bought from etsy, in black. It was fun, but the food was just so so, especially considering the $$$ we were paying. Ah yeah, I won the “award” for “most likely to have a one night stand that night” with one of my best friend... DIDN’T HAPPEN ;)

3- spent countless hours shopping online for my future apartment and browsing design blogs. Really inspired by that loft on apartment therapy. Still looking for the perfect couch. Thinking about buying the Eames rocking chair in white to go with said couch.

My dining table is going to be the Kartell Top Top in black. I wanted to buy it online from Gabriel Ross, so I wouldn’t have to pay PST, and also because you have 10% off when paying with your Visa card. The only problem is that they don’t have it in stock, so I would get it in 4-5 weeks. In 4-5 weeks, I’ll be a resident. Not sure I’ll be able to be home between 9-5 to receive a delivery. Having known that, I would have bought it 2 weeks ago and everything would be perfect! So… still thinking about how to proceed with that one! Anyone bought furniture from allmodern.com before?

I bought my appliances last week. Stainless steel fridge, oven and dishwasher for the kitchen. Whirlpool Duet washer, with the steam dryer. I don’t want to iron, ever.

I also upgraded my TV services to HD. Now I just have to buy a big flat screen ;)

Yes, I’m very excited to move. Only 2-3 weeks left!

Venting #2

2009-04-28T16:47:00.000-07:00

Living in Canada isn’t bad, that’s for sure, but for a shopaholic like me, it’s a pain in the ass. I love shopping online. I started years ago, when it was pretty new and people were afraid of getting robbed ;) Now, you can do everything online, even your grocery shopping, but Canada is too often left behind.

Why am I talking about that? Wait, it’s coming...

I hate sports. I don’t work out. But when the weather is nice, I like to take long walks in the park and enjoy the sun. Plus, with bikini season coming up, it cannot hurt to get my butt in shape, right? So, yesterday, I went for a walk. My sporty shoe collection consists of two pairs of Puma, from the “lifestyle” section. Which means they are pretty to look at, but aren’t gonna get you to the Olympics. Let’s just say that I ended up with a nasty blister. I thought it was a good excuse to buy new shoes, so nike.com it was. I customized a pair of Nike shox, with the NikeID thing (you can even get your name on it, how cool is that?!)... only to realize that it’s not available to Canada!! I’m so pissed!

Nike, you are dead to me...

Smiling

2009-04-22T16:28:00.000-07:00

The dentist actually went very well. It was my first visit there. I’ve been to the same dental office all my life, in my hometown, but I figured it was time to find a new one over here. So my new dentist is a woman, 30-35 yo, very nice and professional but still friendly and laid back. And I don’t have any cavities, so that’s a plus ;) All in all, a pretty good experience.

New shoes = great day

2009-04-21T16:19:00.000-07:00

I received my new Camilla Skovgaard. I save so much money in therapy by shopping instead! New shoes definitely make me feel better. The leather on these is so soft. I have yet to wear them outside, but from what I can tell by trying them on in my apartment, they seem pretty comfortable, as long as 4” go.

I have a dentist appointment tomorrow morning, I wanna cry :(

Venting

2009-04-16T15:08:00.000-07:00

So, today was my biannual visit to the garage to get the oil change and the winter tires removed. The garage is on my way to work and there’s a bus stop right in front, so I always leave my car there in the morning, spend the day at the hospital, and then get it back after work. So, I called a few days ago, made an appointment for 9am, dropped the car at 8 this morning and came back at 3pm. When I got there, someone was actually driving my car to the back. I went in asking pretty much WTF?!, and the guy (the one who took my keys this morning) told me they still needed to change the tires, because he thought I would come back around 4pm or whatever, and that they had been really busy all day. Heeee very questionable excuse. If someone took the time to actually call and make an appointment, and that said appointment is at 9am, you change the fucking tires at 9! Anyway, it’s not like I had a choice, so I took a seat and waited. He told me it would be 30 minutes max. An hour later, I was still there, pretty much hyperventilating... The manager (I guess) came to see me, told me that he just heard about my situation, that it was really unacceptable... Asked if I wanted to borrow a car and come back tomorrow. Gee, I would have taken the offer an hour ago! At that point it seemed useless.... He then told me they just had to change the oil (yes, the first guy actually acted like that was already done from earlier today). Anyway! I finally left after freaking one-hour-and-a-half!!! Oh yeah, did I mention that I had nothing with me, no books, nothing to study, no iPod... And I was wearing 4” heels, so I couldn’t really make the 30 minutes’ walk home. At least, the manager was almost as pissed as I was, so I ended up not paying...

Yes, I feel better now.

Can I live in your office?

2009-04-15T09:28:00.000-07:00

I’ve been catching up on last season TV shows. I love TV and watch a ton of shows, but I just can’t find the time to watch a show on a regular schedule. So, right now I’m watching the third season of Ugly Betty and can’t stop noticing the furniture! Now that I’m in full shopping mode for my future apartment, I read lots of design magazines and blogs, and I’m now addicted to designer furniture. Seriously, it’s as bad as shoes and handbags (talking about shoes, I just bought new Camilla Skovgaard... to be continued). The MODE office (returning to Ugly Betty) has many of my favourite pieces. I spotted the famous Louis Ghost chair (gonna be mine someday...)

Charles Ghost stool

the Panton chair

Heller's studio 65 Capitello sofa

the Bourgie lamp (also gonna be mine...)

Eros chair

(All images from gabrielross.com and allmodern.com)

I guess someone shares my love for everything Kartell ;) I really can't wait to move!!! I can already tell you that my dining table and chairs will most probably be by Kartell...

In the meantime, I have to go back to my books... the countdown to the LMCC has started!

Why study when you can shop?

2009-03-22T15:23:00.000-07:00

Yesterday I went shopping. My goal was to buy those Zara shoes... Well, no luck with that. I visited 2 different stores, but no sign of it. They had some great jeans though, I bought a pair of destroyed skinnies. Oh and I went to Sephora and got a few things. Man I love that store... it’s pretty much a girl’s heaven. I also started to look for apartment stuff. I already have a pretty good idea of what I want, and it’s fun to hunt down every piece of my ideal decor. I got a pillow for my future couch (which I don’t even own, but pretty much chose already), and a white faux-leather ottoman. I can’t wait to move! I spend so much time shopping online for fancy furniture and accessories, when what I should be doing is studying for my LMCC... Oh well, if I fail at being a doctor, at least I’ll have the cutest overpriced apartment.

Oh I almost forgot!!! I also got the Twilight DVD and watched it yesterday night! Yes... I know... ;)

The hunt is over

2009-03-15T07:17:00.000-07:00

I just signed the lease for a new apartment!! From the moment I learned that I would be staying in this city next year (actually, for the next 5 years), I’ve been on the hunt. Now that I’ll be getting paid for what I do, I think it’s time to let go of my cheap/crappy place, and get a more “adult” place. I found a great 2 bedrooms apartment, with a balcony and a huge bathroom. Plus, one of the reasons I chose that place, is that the landlord is letting me paint the place. All the newer apartments are painted in generic beige and most of the time, it has to stay that way. I can’t wait to go shopping for the new place, buying furniture and all. I’ll be moving at the end of June.

I love Whitney’s (from The City) place and also Victory’s (from Lipstick Jungle)! I’m gonna try to do something like that...

It's here

2009-03-12T15:56:00.000-07:00

(Shopbop)

And I love it! Every reason is good for a new handbag... being (now officially!) a future radiologist is just one of them ;)

OMFG!!!!!

2009-03-10T15:34:00.000-07:00

I matched to my first choice!!!!!!. The results of the match were available online yesterday at noon. I came back home to check it out, because I didn’t wanna risk a major nervous breakdown at the hospital (specifically in the psych ER, how convenient...). I was so shaky I could barely enter my password. I was pretty hysteric when I found out. I feel sooooo much better now. WOW... after months of hard work, I’m finally there. I honestly couldn’t care less about my last 3 weeks in psychiatry...

Oh yeah, I bought myself a new handbag to celebrate. Alexander Wang’s Brenda, in black. Should arrive in the next few days. Yeah ;)

(Michelle AU)

Alive but not well

2009-03-07T15:36:00.000-08:00

Less than 48h before I know what I’m gonna do for the rest of my life. O. M. G. I’m about to die from stress. Honestly, saying that I’m not sleeping well these days is an understatement. I kinda regret the way I played it, ranking only one specialty. I have to live in the fear of the NO MATCH... Breathe in, breathe out.
And what am I doing these days? Listening to crazy people in the psychiatric ER. That’s clearly not helping staying sane. I feel like telling them: “you think you are anxious? NO, look at me, that’s what being anxious is!” We could probably share medications...

In other news, today I had my hair cut. (If I’m a mess after match day, at least I’ll be a cute mess). I also bought another Nic’s Sticks by OPI nail polish, in “In the nic of time”. I love those polishes! Really easy to use, even with my left hand.

Well.... I’m gonna let you know how it turns out on Monday! Until then, I have to remember, breathe in, breathe out...

500 Days of Summer

2009-02-18T15:30:00.000-08:00

Can't wait to see that movie.

Breathe, just breathe

2009-02-14T08:18:00.000-08:00

My last interview went really well. Faith restored ;) After months of work, getting my applications ready, getting recommendation letters, going to interviews… I’m finally done. I have nothing to do but wait. Let’s just say that it’s going to be a couple of stressful weeks. Oh why didn’t I choose a less competitive residency? Because they’re not half as cool as the one I chose, that’s why. I hope I get in… If not, I’ll probably end up being an angry family doctor or something.

Match day is march 9 this year. That’s enough time to develop an anxiety disorder.

Oh yeah, happy Valentine’s day! My plans include baking white chocolate cookies and eating all of it myself ;)

The future is shaping up!

2009-02-11T05:07:00.000-08:00

Yesterday’s interview went very well. First, I was greeted by two residents, with who I was able to talk for 10 minutes before my interview. They were really great, answering my questions and all. Then the program director came to take me to the interview. The interview itself was pretty straight forward. Why this program? Strengths/Weaknesses? Why should we choose you? Blah blah… No nonsense! And they were all very friendly and encouraging. Really, nothing like my last interview. I think my chances of matching there are pretty good.

I have another interview tomorrow (last one!). It’s for my first choice program. Or actually what was my first choice program. I’ve been pretty confident about how to rank my program choices, but after my last 2 interviews, I’m not that sure anymore. I really didn’t like the feeling of the first interview, so I will probably rank it lower. And yesterday was great, I could see myself working with these people, so it might become my 1st or 2nd choice… Anyway, We’ll see how tomorrow goes! Wish me luck!

Joining the crazies

2009-02-08T16:13:00.000-08:00

I have two interviews coming up this week, including THE interview. Yes, I’m freaking out. Starting to doubt my strategy. Which is really a non-strategy. I only applied to one discipline. And not the easiest to get in. After the blah interview I had two weeks ago, I started to think about what I’m gonna do if I don’t match. I have nothing to fall back on, like internal medicine or family medicine. I guess I could choose one of those in the second iteration, but do I really wanna do something like that for the rest of my life? Not internal medicine, that’s for sure. As I said, FREAKING OUT. The good thing is that the day I'll get my answer, I'll still be on the psych ward... ready to switch to being a patient.

No interview tomorrow, so I’ll be back with the depressed and suicidals (that helps my mental stability...NOT). Doing in 8 hours what could be done in 4 hours by anyone else but psychiatrists. It is soooo slow. We take more time talking about what we have to do instead of actually doing it. Plus, the good old “Patient is good, no complaints” doesn’t work. You have to write progress notes the size of a biography. That doesn’t help the effectiveness…

Tu n'es pas libre

2009-02-04T16:10:00.000-08:00

Really into that song these days... listening over and over again. That 0.99$ was definitely a good investment.

In other news, I started my psychiatry rotation on monday. The only thing I can say for now is OMG could the pace be any slower?!?

Now let's clog those arteries

2009-01-31T10:02:00.000-08:00

I’m done with vascular surgery. I have mixed feelings about that. I’m really not cut out to be a surgeon. Most of the time, I was bored to death in the OR. And I was working long hours. But… I’m actually really gonna miss my residents. We were a smaller team than usual (only me, a junior and a senior resident) so we got to know each other pretty well. We were laughing a lot… all in all, I had a really good time. Yesterday night I went to the restaurant with my senior resident, to celebrate the end of the rotation. The junior couldn’t join us because he was on call and a case was already scheduled for the OR. Anyway, we had a lot a fun. I consider him more like a friend than my superior really. And did I mention that he is fucking cute? Like... male model cute? ;)

No closet involved

2009-01-28T17:41:00.001-08:00

I survived my first interview. Actually, I heard so much bad stuff about it that I really was expecting the worst. Did it went well? No idea. They weren't as bitchy/mean as expected, but the interview was just plain weird. I didn't even have the chance to tell them why I chose this particular speciality/program/city and to convince them that I'm the best future resident ever. They asked my exactly 0 relevant questions. It was more like "You have one day to plan a 50 people dinner, what do you do?" for 20 minutes. Yes, weird...

I could have been a great hairdresser...

2009-01-25T16:08:00.000-08:00

My first interview for residency is tomorrow... And I heard a lot of bad comments about that particular interview. That's gonna be a rough start...

If I don't end up crying in a closet, I'm gonna consider it a success!

Wish me luck!

I dream about Miu Miu

2009-01-22T14:43:00.000-08:00

I'm graduating in a few months and I NEED this dress. I'm not taking "sold out" for an answer.

Say hello to my new baby

2009-01-20T17:10:00.000-08:00

I just picked her up from the purolator center. Yes, I drove 40 minutes to pick her up myself (which defeats the purpose of Purolator...) because really, who the hell is at home between 10am and 5pm to receive a package? Certainly not me. I mean, if you buy a brand new laptop, shouldn't you be working to pay for it? (Or in my case, being a slave in order to eventually have money...) Anyway.... she is pink, and pretty ;)

Where I left out

2009-01-18T14:21:00.000-08:00

It’s been forever. Sorry about that. Thing is… I have been really busy, and really lazy. Won’t happen again. Let’s move on…

I survived general surgery. I’m not a future surgeon. Their schedule kills me. I should never have to be in the hospital before 7am. That’s my psychological limit. Anyway, it’s over!

I had two weeks off for the holidays, which was much much needed. I spent it with my family, at my parent’s, where I hadn’t been in a year. After that, I made the 10 hours drive to come back here. Alone. For the first time. I was actually pretty proud of myself ;) I hate driving, especially during winter time, but now I know I can actually do it without killing myself (or my beloved car).

I’m now two weeks into my vascular surgery rotation. Yes, more surgery. Why on earth did I choose that rotation? No idea. I must have been temporarily incapacitated. At least I’m home now, with internet and everything ;) Plus, I’m actually having fun with my residents, who are pretty cool. Another plus, one of them is fucking cute. Like… really fucking cute ;)

In other news, I’m now totally obsessed with Sephora. I just discovered that they offer shipping to Canada, with acceptable fees. That is so bad for my wallet. Yesterday, I spent 130$ in beauty products, without even getting out of my apartment. And after that, I spent another hour on the website, thinking about my next purchases… very bad!

Not dead just yet

2008-12-08T11:19:00.000-08:00

Just on a crazy rotation, aka general surgery. Waking patients up at 6:30 to ask them “did you pass gas?”. And with no Internet. Yes, kill me now. 2 weeks left… bare with me people.

Btw, I saw Twilight on opening night. With all the 15 yo girls. The worst thing is, I would probably go back if only I had time between the OR and my bed. I’m a fan.

I must be bored

2008-11-15T06:04:00.000-08:00

Facebook: “The Boy went from being "in a relationship" to "single." ” :)

Why do I still think about that guy??

Things are starting to look up

2008-11-12T15:53:00.000-08:00

Some days are good, some not so much. Yesterday was a good day. First, one of the ER attendings took another student and I to a breakfast place, where I had an amazing waffle with tons of fruits + whipped cream. I was so stuffed I couldn’t eat lunch. Actually, I could barely move.

In the afternoon, I was doing office hours (appointments) and I was expecting to finish around 7pm. Around 3:30, my attending told me he had to leave for a meeting at 4:15. No attending, no job for me. Yeah :)

And things got even better when I left work, and found on my voicemail a message from and attending I worked with months ago. I did a rotation with her and her colleagues, in the specialty I’m hoping to get in. I received a reeaalllly good evaluation and they really wanted me to get in said specialty [still guessing which one?]. So obviously I asked them for recommendation letters. Only, the whole CaRMS thing wasn’t open yet, so I couldn’t give them the papers right away. So I contacted them about a month ago, asking for the letters. I tried emails, phone messages, I sent the papers by mail…. and I was getting no answer. It KILLED me for weeks. I really need those letters. Honestly, I was having trouble sleeping. [And I actually started to panic and ask recommendation letters from random attendings as a backup]. Anyway! Received a message on my voicemail as I said, from the chief (to who I sent the paperwork), saying she was just back to work after a long vacation or something, and that she would be happy to get me the recommendation letters. Now let’s just hope everything’s ready on time, as we are getting scarily closer to the deadlines. But at least, knowing that I should get what I need, I can now start sleeping again!

Let's play a game...

2008-11-08T08:04:00.000-08:00

Guess what this girl wants to do with her life...

If you've been following my blog from the beginning, you can already cross OB/GYN and surgery.

Comics from Michelle AU (theunderweardrawer)

22 going on 78

2008-10-30T15:42:00.000-07:00

Yes I’m 22 going on 78. I hate driving when it’s dark. And I hate driving when it’s snowing, or anytime in winter for that matter.

Yesterday was the first snowy day of the year. At 6 pm, I was done working for the week and really wanted to come back home. I worked like crazy last week and during the last few days, to actually get the end of the week off. Anyway, I spent the day in the walk-in clinic, watching the snow outside, wondering if I should take the road or not after my shift. At the end of the day, it didn’t seem that bad, and the thought of sleeping in my own bed was just too good. After a half hour on the road though, the snow got worst and it was completely dark. But then, I was pretty much halfway, so turning back wasn’t really the best option. Then I saw a car being towed from the ditch… at that point I regretted leaving. I was driving at 70 km/h on the highway, my face about 2 inches from the windshield, trying to see something. Yes, 78, I told you. I hate driving. And I hate winter. [Obviously, I made it in one piece, considering I’m able to write about it now…]

So today, I kicked myself in the butt and went tire shopping. Alone, like a grown up. Without my dad (who is 900km away, bummer), without a boyfriend (if I had one, it would obviously be part of his official duty to take care of car stuff), and even without any guy friends. Yes, by myself. Let me just say that I was in and out the dealership in 10 minutes. I basically told the tire guy to choose something for my car and handed him my credit card. I ended up with 700$ tires. I was an easy prey.
The guy was cute though, so that’s a plus. And anyway, when you carry a 1000+$ purse, can you really argue about the price of something that can be a life or death matter?

As for the new roomie, I saw her a total of 3 minutes, so I guess I can say that things are great. We cross paths in the morning, between the bathroom and the kitchen, and that’s it. Every night, I got “home” late, and she wasn’t there. She comes back when I’m already in bed. How the hell does she spend her evenings? I have no idea. Maybe she has friends over there, or maybe she is just on crazzzzy schedule, who knows? Anyway, it’s fine by me.

Oh, and I finally got my new Elle MacPherson bra. It’s great. Suits my small boobs very well ;)

Common sense, people

2008-10-27T17:23:00.000-07:00

My new temporary roommate moved in at 1 am last night. Seriously, who does that?! Way to make a good impression on your new roommate, aka me... The other one is not coming after all. Apparently, she decided to take a break, meaning she won't graduate with us. Yeah, I told you she was weird. Anyway, since there is only one bathroom, one less girl is good news.

Bullet points

2008-10-25T13:56:00.000-07:00

There is another thing on my to do list, beside residency stuff, that makes me cringe. Buying winter tires. I have NO idea how to choose tires. The only thing I know, is that I don’t want to end up in a ditch, or get stuck in the snow. They’re gonna see me and they will know that they can tell me anything and I’ll believe them. Those are the times that make me want a boyfriend.

I’m already a month into my family medicine rotation. My roommates, who were on a 1 month rotation, are done. Which means new roommates are coming in. I am scared. I was getting along very well with the first ones, we had our routine to avoid bathroom conflicts and the likes. Not sure it’s gonna be as easy for the next month. One of the girl who is coming has a very strong character. Basically, she is considered a bitch. The other one is just plain weird. Good luck to me!

Still no Elle MacPherson in my mailbox. Where the fuck is that bra??

Just transferred my "google reader" to bloglovin. Pretty cool.

I finished reading Twilight. I’m one step away from having sex dreams about cute vampires.

1 day = only 24h

2008-10-21T13:06:00.000-07:00

I’m submerged in residency applications stuff. Making phone calls, writing letters, resume…

Can’t I just sleep with someone instead?

(I may or may not be kidding)

Where are the good shoes?

2008-10-19T10:02:00.000-07:00

The week-end is almost over *sight*. The week-ends aren’t great these days, because I’m really starting to freak out about everything that I have to do to apply for a residency, and every week-end I feel like I haven’t done half of what I should have. I was off Friday, and I went shopping to release some stress. That’s my thing. Why give 200$ to a therapist, when I can get the same effect by buying a pair of shoes? Unfortunately, I didn’t find anything worth mentioning, which left me even more frustrated. That’s the danger of retail therapy. Even the shoe department at Holt Renfrew (aka paradise on earth) left me indifferent.

I’m home right now, going back to [family medicine city] later today. I got here Friday night, after my not so successful shopping day. I thought I would have a package waiting for me, to cheer me up a bit. I ordered a Elle McPherson bra almost two weeks ago, so it should have been there. And guess what, it wasn’t. Big BOO.

I picked up my graduation pictures yesterday. I’m proud to announce that I won’t look like an ass on the wall of my faculty for the next 50 years, being laughed at by future generations of med students.

Oh btw, no ophatlmo this week :)

Addendum

2008-10-14T16:53:00.000-07:00

Today I was back in ophtalmo, after the throwing up fiasco from last week. I had a shitty day. I was with a different attending and there was some major pimping going on, and I mean MAJOR. The kind that makes you wanna curl up on the floor and cry for your mommy.

About last week incident, I forgot to mention that the nurse was sure I was pregnant. She was like "you sure? you know, at your age, this might happen". No I'm NOT pregnant. Yes I am sure.

And again, to complete last post, this is my new obsession:

Another magic moment

2008-10-11T17:31:00.000-07:00

It’s been a while… and the longer I spend without blogging, the more difficult it is to get back at it. I don’t even know where to start…

Life has been fine with my new “imposed” roommates. We get along very well. But I’m just not used to actually have roommates anymore. I get annoyed by the small stuff. Is it more difficult to put your dirty plates in the dishwasher than leaving it in the sink? Don’t think so. And the worst thing is that every single night there is one of them getting up to go to the bathroom, and it wakes me up every time. Seems like it would be common courtesy to at least try to be quiet with the doors opening/closing. Anyway…. I will get used to it, hopefully!

In other news, I’m starting to freak out about residency. My applications are nowhere close to being done. The personal statements are killing me. And there’s just too much stuff to think about, stuff to print, stuff to write, stuff to mail… And all that between working and studying.

Plus, all I want to do is watch Scrubs (now in season 6!) and read Twilight. I’m totally obsessed with Twilight. I watched the trailer like 10 times. I can’t wait for the movie! And yes, I’m aware that it’s totally cheesy, not so well written, and that I’m not 15.

Oh and about that freaking long work day that I briefly talked about in the last semi-post… It didn’t go too well. I started the day really tired, thanks to the aforementioned bathroom visit from my roommate (and the 3 hours it took me to get back to sleep). I was spending the day in the ophthalmology clinic. Around 10h30, I was getting hungry, even though I had breakfast as usual. Then, the headache kicked in. By 12, my headache was pretty bad, and I was getting nauseous from the hunger + headache combo. When I finally got to eat lunch, my stomach didn’t take it so well and I was even more nauseous. I went back to the clinic anyway, not wanting to bail. About a half-hour later, I was seeing a patient with the ophtalmo attending and feeling sicker by the minute. I had to excuse myself, and got out of the exam room to sit on the floor. The clinic nurse was there, so I told her I wasn’t feeling well. She gave me a bed pan… and then I threw up. Glorious. Yep. A nurse I work with had to clean up my vomit. A nurse I will see again. Ok, kill me now. After the “incident”, I got to lay down in a quiet room. The nurse took care of me and brought me blankets and two Advil for my headache. After an hour, I was still not feeling great, so I went back home, took 2 extra-strength Tylenol and a coffee to stop the headache for good and got some rest. A few hours later, I was definitely feeling better and was able to make my night shift in the ER. So… another good memory to add to my collection.

I've been a bad blogger

2008-10-07T15:23:00.000-07:00

Life is busy.

I have spent the entire day doing sutures in the ER, where I am now known as "the seamstress"...

I will write a proper post soon... just not tomorrow as I will be working from 8am to midnight :(

"How can I help you today?"

2008-09-30T17:25:00.000-07:00

I’m so NOT a general practitioner. I’m only 2 days into this rotation and I wanna die. I spent the entire day in the walk-in clinic, doing pointless consultations. “Oh yeah, you have a cough and a sore throat? What am I suppose to do about that?! Get some rest, take a Tylenol and drink plenty of fluid… Gee, your mother could have told you that!” Honestly, by the end of the day, I was getting pissed off. Do these people have no fucking life? Really, waiting five hours for THAT?!

Thank god, a dishwasher!

2008-09-28T17:53:00.000-07:00

I’m blogging from the “new apartment”, in which I’ll be staying for the next 2 months (for the whole family medicine rotation). As I suspected, there’s no internet access. So how am I blogging? I’m totally stealing some neighbor’s wireless access. Yeah for me.

The apartment itself is great, very big and modern. Plus, there is a washer & dryer in the apartment…wow! And….wait for it…(unless you actually read the title, not so subtle)…a dishwasher!! I might as well be in heaven.

Randomness

2008-09-27T14:33:00.000-07:00

I spent most of my day reading “how to write the perfect personal statement without being too plain, but not looking fake or like you are trying too hard either” stuff, and working on my own personal statement/motivational letters for my residency applications. I’m proud to say that it’s actually getting somewhere.

As you know, I’ve been watching old Scrubs episodes. There's a few things I need to share about it. First of all, am I the only one annoyed by the backward chest X-ray at the beginning? Worst thing is that it was actually rectified at the beginning of season two, but only for a few episodes. Second, why do they always eat fruit bowls for lunch? Since when does that qualify as an actual meal? Anyway, I love that show :)

I have a new girl crush. You may know her as Barbie. I found her blog 1-2 weeks ago, and I’m reading everything from the beginning. I love it.

I'm starting a new rotation on monday. General/family medicine. I'm doing it in another (smaller) hospital, outside of the city. I'll be sharing an apartment with 2 of my colleagues (not friends), which doesn't make me so happy. See, I've been living alone for the past 3 years. I like my privacy. I like having a bathroom that I don't have to share. I like watching MY tv shows... And as I wrote about before, I don't like mixing personal life and professional life.

I'm "moving" tomorrow. Before that, I need to clean my apartment. I'm definitely NOT a domestic person. I don't mind living in a crazy messy place, but I hate coming back to it after I've been gone for a while.

Not sure the hospital apartment has an internet access... If not, I might die.

It's OVER

2008-09-24T17:55:00.000-07:00

I survived…barely. As I mentioned in the “comments” from last post, I haven’t done any psychiatry or ortho since my first year of med school (clinical rotations to come…). Sure enough, I got one psych case and two ortho. Not. My. Finest. Moment.

Anyway, let’s put that behind us! There is a bucket (yes, a real BUCKET) of cosmopolitan sitting in my freezer right now…

Kill me now

2008-09-22T15:59:00.001-07:00

This week is one of the worst time ever in the life of a med student. No, it doesn’t include dying patients, or rectal exams. I’m actually talking about clinical exams, which I’ll be performing for the next two days. You know, when you meet “actors” pretending to be sick, while an attending is watching your “doctor skills”. You’re graded on your interview, physical exam, investigation and plan of treatment. Considering I’m only half-way through my clinical rotations (and being tested on everything anyway), that won’t be pretty. Consequently, I’m presently studying like a mad woman so I won’t look like a total dumbass….

So I’ll update later this week, when I’m done with exams… and after I wake up from my alcohol-induced coma.

P.S. I just sutured my banana....

"I like them brown haired boys, I like them blonde boys"

2008-09-20T15:44:00.000-07:00

Seems like there is a lot of boys stuff going on these days. First, there is this guy I talked about not so long ago. The one recently “in a relationship” according to Facebook. He is actually a resident, but he’s been working in another hospital for the last few months, so I hadn’t seen him in a while. Until one day this week. Saw him very briefly in the hospital, I don’t even think he saw me. It made me realize that as pathetic as it is, I’m bummed that he has a girlfriend. I wouldn’t have married the guy, but I liked the flirting and I miss it. Pathetic, I know. Then there’s this other guy, a colleague of mine, who just got dumped, and is now showing interest in me. Like the very first day after he got dumped. Dude, do I look like rebound material? Yep, didn’t think so. And there’s those two other guys who I just don’t want to talk about right now, by fear of messing things up if someone I know actually reads this blog (yea…I’m pathetic AND paranoiac!). Oh drama, drama, drama…

OB/GYN: The End

2008-09-20T09:38:00.000-07:00

Finished my last day on the vajayjay squad, which was a 24h call shift...

OB/GYN, I hated you...

Well I don't feel better when I'm fucking around

2008-09-15T15:54:00.000-07:00

Post-call

2008-09-12T12:40:00.000-07:00

Sooo…yesterday I was on a 24h call. Actually, make that 26. How ridiculous is it to work for over 24h? Oh and did I mention that I’m not even getting paid? Yes, that’s just how ridiculous this is...

The day was not busy at all, one safe delivery, no c-section, and a few pregnant ladies presenting with contractions/pain/pruritus/whatnot…One of my friend was also on call, and we got to watch tv at night, including the most absurd tv show ever, but oh so funny when you are crazy tired. The Hole in the Wall… Seriously, that is a must-watch show for call nights. Fat people in a silver spandex jumpsuit, I’m in! Said people crashing head-on in a wall and falling in a pool, even better! It is so stupid, yet so entertaining, especially when you haven’t had a good night of sleep in a while and you feel like crying because you won’t be able to get out of the hospital before the next morning.

Obviously, calls started coming in when I was about to fall asleep. We had no women in labor, but we got asked to consult on every single one of the family medicine patients. Hey GP, can’t you deliver your own babies? ‘cause I would like to sleep, thank you! We ended up doing a c-section on one of them in the middle of the night, and that’s when the magic happened. And by magic, I mean me having a vasovagal syncope. Yep, I fainted right there in the OR, while pulling on the f*cking retractor. The surgeon had to catch me so I wouldn't break my face. I woke up on the floor, with someone holding a cold towel on my forehead, someone holding my legs up, and a few others just standing over me… It seems pretty horrible (and it was…trust me, I was mortified when I woke up!), but it actually happens quite often to people not used to it (meaning mostly med students!). The same thing happened last week to one of my colleague, with the same attending… So I guess he is getting used to it ;) Anyway, I’m not a future surgeon, could you guess?
The good thing is that after the “episode”, they told me to go get some rest. I tried to sleep in the on-call room, but with very little success…the bed itself isn’t so bad, but the noise coming from the hallway is pretty difficult to get over. All in all, I slept maybe 3 hours, and went back to sleep for another 3 when I got home.

And all that fun is to be repeated on Sunday!

Back on the V squad

2008-09-09T10:14:00.000-07:00

The last two weeks away from the department made me realize how I was constantly tired and cranky during my gyno time. Waking up around 5am doesn’t help. Being ignored or treated like crap doesn’t either. Spending hours in the OR pulling on retractors is the icing on the cake. And now I am back! Can you feel the excitement (or lack thereof)?

Tonight I plan on watching the premiere of Fringe, on Fox. Not that I really have spare time to watch yet another tv show, but how could I say no to more Joshua Jackson in my life?

(Pacey, I love you!)

"She used to be a hamster, now she's a guinea pig"

2008-09-07T06:17:00.000-07:00

This quote is from Stephanie Pratt. I hope she was joking (but it didn’t seem like it…). I watched last week episode of the Hills yesterday. Yes, it’s been a busy week…

The weekend has been pretty low key. I spent Friday afternoon sitting outside a café, drinking sangria with a friend. It was so hot, it reached some kind of record for this time of year.

Yesterday I got my hair trimmed (graduation pictures coming up!) and ran some errands. Today I plan on doing nothing…reading my favorite blogs, baking cupcakes, watching a movie or Scrubs episodes (I’m now in season 4), and maybe, just maybe, cleaning my apartment.

In other news, I just learned (facebook style…) that a guy I flirted with like 6 months ago now has a girlfriend, and my heart pinched slightly. Long story short, he was interested, and I was kinda interested (never quite made my mind), we flirted for a month or so, but then I had to leave for 2 months for a rotation (with no internet access might I add) and we went our separate ways…I’m not even sure I really was into him, but I guess he just stayed somewhere in the back of my mind…

Tomorrow, I’ll be back in OB/GYN for the last two weeks of this rotation. Including three 24hours shifts. I wanna cry….

This is love

2008-09-05T18:43:00.001-07:00

photo: eluxury.com

Do I need these or do I NEED these?

Facts

2008-09-03T17:51:00.000-07:00

I got my keys back
4 cupcakes might be a little too much
Gossip Girl, The Hills, One tree Hill, 90210...so many shows, so little time
Yes, I'm really in my 20s...(after #3, thought I might need to confirm this)

My action packed life

2008-09-02T17:23:00.000-07:00

Today I left my car at the garage (oil change…) on my way to the hospital. I drove there with my usual set of keys (car + home keys), and gave them a second car key (keeping my usual keys). At the end of the day, I picked up my car, and they gave me back my car key. Then I came home, only to realize that I couldn’t find my home keys…I rang the bell to my building’ superintendent (who has keys), but she didn’t answer. Great. I went back to the hospital, thinking that I might have dropped my keys in my locker or something…No such luck…I came back home, try the superintendent’s office again…Still no answer. I rang like 10 times over 15 minutes, a little panicky, thinking that I might have to show up to work in the same clothes tomorrow (after sleeping god knows where)… In a last attempt, I rang the “personal” bell instead of the “office” bell (even though the personal/office space is the same physical space). I heard footsteps! Yeah!!! Apparently, the “office” bell wasn’t working or something…
So about an hour after my first try, I finally got into my apartment. Really glad, but still super bummed about the loss of my keys, especially my car key (how hard is it to get another one?).
I then checked my voice mail. As I work in a hospital, where cell phones are obviously not allowed, I leave mine home most of the time (or DID leave it home….never again! even if I have to shut it down). I had one message from the garage, telling me that I had left a set of keys…I must have got it out of my bag when I paid or something…dumbass.

P.S. Lose the accent...

2008-08-31T08:25:00.000-07:00

I watched "P.S. I Love You" yesterday night. I’m a sucker for sad chick flicks (Notebook style…), but this one didn’t do it for me. The casting seems really weird. Is Hilary Swank a great actress? Yes. Does she come across as a sweet and sexy woman? Not exactly. Let's not forget that she won an Oscar by punching people in the face... And Gerard Butler doesn’t seem like an obvious choice either. His casting is way more appropriate in 300 if you ask me…And what about Daniel (Harry Connick Jr.)? Dude, that’s a BAD haircut! Jeffrey Dean Morgan (William) gave me hope, as I had a crush on him in Grey’s Anatomy (oh Denny, we miss you!), but that fake Irish accent was just too much…

Major pimping

2008-08-30T15:40:00.000-07:00

I guess they won’t see me as a resident in their department next year (not that it was my plan, though it might have been a good plan C). Remember when I said “All in all, anesthesiology is pretty cool”? I spoke too soon. The last two days were hell. I worked with two different attendings, both way more obnoxious than anyone I worked with before. It was the most ridiculous pimp session, spread on 48h. Not only did they ask me like a hundred questions about stuff I was clueless about, but they really enjoyed rubbing it – the cluelessness – in my face. I heard a lot of “you really should know that”, “you don’t even know THAT!?!”, “how come you don’t have the answer, you had a lecture about it (yes, like 3 years ago!)”, and every other variation on the same subject that you can think of. At first I felt like crap, but at the end I was just pissed off. After all, I’m there to learn and these people should teach me. Did I learn something? Probably. Could it have been a better/more constructive learning experience? Absolutely. Did it make me want to become an anesthesiologist? Hell no!
And no cute residents to save the day… :(

CaRMS update: I started working on my motivation letters. No emotional breakdown yet.

I wanna be sedated

2008-08-27T16:32:00.000-07:00

I’m on a OB/GYN hiatus. I’m doing a short stint in anesthesiology. That break was more than welcome, trust me. And it’s actually pretty cool to be in the OR, but NOT doing surgery. I can move as much as I want, and even go to the bathroom as I wish…what a luxury! I even had the chance to intubate someone for the first time. All in all, anesthesiology is pretty cool. Today was not as great as the past 2 days though. The attending I was working with was pretty cold. She barely acknowledge me when the anesthesiology resident introduced me and told her I would be working with them for the day. And in the OR, she didn’t even try to teach me anything. Actually, the only time she talked to me was to ask me to move…apparently I was always in her way, or too close to the sterile field. Whatever. I know I'm just a lowly med student who is clueless about anesthesia, but is a little common courtesy really too much to ask? I’m trying to think that the stereotype of the woman working in the OR (who has to be a cold bitch in order to survive and get some respect in the male dominated environment) is true. And the level of bitchiness is inversely proportional to the size of said woman. Anyway, the resident was pretty cute, so it was not all bad ;) He had a wedding ring though…

Thinking about my future

2008-08-24T13:15:00.000-07:00

Friday was “CaRMS day”, so all the 4th year med students were off duty. For those of you (probably 99.99%) who aren’t Canadian medical students, CaRMS stands for “Canadian resident matching service”. Basically, it’s what is going to match future residents with residency programs, based on the ranking the med student submitted of his programs choices, and the ranking that each program submitted (most desired future resident to least desired…). We met with different people, explaining us how it’s all gonna work and what we have to do (motivation letters, recommendation letters, interviews…). They also showed us statistics from past years. I didn’t know that over 90% matched in their first specialty choice (and over 80% in their first program choice). That’s encouraging ;) I’m kinda stressed out about all of it. It seems like I just started school, but it’s already time to decide (based on a very limited clinical experience might I had) what I wanna do for the rest of my life. And even if I’m pretty sure I’m making the right choice, I still have to get in. It’s like trying to get into med school all over again…. At least I’m not applying to a neurosurgery program or something with equally limited spots! Anyway, more details/whining/panic attacks about all that in the future, as I start the process.

My screen and I

2008-08-19T15:31:00.000-07:00

The last days have been pretty uneventful. Today, I was doing colposcopy (and by doing, I mean watching the attending do it). Basically, I spent the day watching zoomed in vaginas on a tv screen. And I’m going to do the same thing tomorrow….nothing too exciting. The only useful thing I do is telling girls about Gardasil (get vaccinated people!). Am I the only one watching tv these days? I see the Gardasil/HPV awareness commercial all the time, so how come none of the girls I spoke to today knew about it?

Talking about tv, The Hills is back! Yeah! Is it bad that I love that show even though I’m not 14? Actually, I love tv in general…I guess I could make a career out of watching tv ;) That is one reason to be glad summer is almost over…all the great shows are coming back!

Sleeping Beauty

2008-08-16T16:46:00.000-07:00

Yesterday went pretty smoothly. I even had a few hours of free time during the day (spent in the library reading theunderweardrawer.blogspot.com archive). In the evening, we got a ruptured ectopic pregnancy from the ER…and OR it was! Though no retractors were involved (thank god!) because it was all done by laparoscopy (you know, one tiny hole to put a camera in your abdomen, and another tiny hole for the instruments). So I was able to watch on a screen what was going on in this woman’s abdomen (i.e. lots of bleeding). It’s pretty much like watching the Life Network…
It was a “fake” call night, as I was not covering obstetrics (more explanations in my first post) so I was able to leave at 11pm, which is still kinda late when you get up a 5am. So this morning I woke up at 11am (wow)!! That’s what this rotation does to you, makes you wanna sleep and never wake up…

This afternoon I treated myself to a little retail therapy. I bought a perfect LBD from H&M, which is strapless and super fitted but still appropriated for work if I wear a t-shirt under the corset top. Afterward, I went to the closer bookstore to buy september Vogue, but they were out :(

Hospital fashion

2008-08-14T16:28:00.000-07:00

You know when you watch TV shows like Grey’s anatomy/House/ER, they always look cool in their scrubs. Well, that general rule of coolness doesn’t apply when you are a tiny 5’3 size 0 girl. I basically look like a kid playing dress up. Obviously, scrubs are unisex and not designed to be fitted in the first place. I’m pretty sure XS exist (though it would still be quite big considering the man sizing/boxy fit thingy), but I’ve never actually seen any in the hospitals where I worked. I don’t wear it when I don’t have to (meaning when I’m not in the ER/OR/on call), not being a fan of the “12 years old boy rapper wannabe” look that it gives me, drop crotch and all...

Anyway, I’m on call tomorrow, so I guess I'll just leave my fashion sense at home…

"These shoes hurt more than life itself, but how cute are they?"

2008-08-11T16:34:00.000-07:00

I'm on a serious shoe hunt. I don't need anything specific, I have more than my closet can hold, but new shoes would definitely make me happy (and help me forget about the awful ob/gyn rotation). I've been looking on ebay for a great deal on Chloe, Marni or Dries, but no luck yet.

There is also one style on Aldo that I might buy. Obviously a lot cheaper than designer shoes, but still runway inspired. I especially love the back zipper. And the great thing about these is that the heel is pretty reasonable. Don't get me wrong, I'm a huge fan of "fuck me" shoes, but I also need something that I can wear in the hospital (ok, maybe not on the ward, but at least in the clinic). Anyway, I'll try to stop by the store sometime soon to check these out.

*The title of the post is a citation from the novel "Posh", by Lucy Jackson. That's what I'm reading right now (pretty good read btw).

Shame on me

2008-08-10T12:58:00.000-07:00

Do you get embarrassed when you meet people you know at the grocery store, or is it just me? I live in the same neighborhood as the hospital where I work, so do many of my colleagues. Once in a while, I come face to face with one of them while grocery shopping, and that always makes me uncomfortable. Those are the times where you think “damn, why did I have to get those powdered mini-donuts? And couldn’t I have picked All-Bran instead of Fruit loops?”. But what is even worse is to meet an attending (or boss…). It happened to me once, while I was packing on frozen dinners, pop tarts, and other equally glamorous things. My attending said something like “well…we can tell you don’t have a family yet” or something like that. So yes, I do not cook and I love eating junk…that’s just the way it is.

Crap Crap Crap

2008-08-09T12:04:00.000-07:00

Yesterday, I received next week’s schedule from the obgyn department. I’ve been schedule to assist on a huge surgery on wednesday. A woman is going to have her uterus/ovaries/lymph nodes/intestines parts/whatnot removed because of cancer. Which means I will have to spend about 10 hours in the OR, standing up and pulling on retractors. No food, no bathroom break. Breathing (or not breathing) in a surgical mask. Not allowed to move my hands higher than my chest, or lower than my hips. There is only 3 ways this thing can end:

Me, face down in this woman’s opened abdomen, after I fainted from low blood sugar
Me, face down in this woman’s opened abdomen, after I fainted from low blood pressure
Me, face down in this woman’s opened abdomen, after I died from my bladder exploding

Not doubt, this is going to be great.

The holy truth

2008-08-07T16:57:00.000-07:00

So true.

Awkward morning

2008-08-05T15:06:00.000-07:00

This is my new drug. Believe it or not, I survived through college and the first years of med school without drinking much coffee. I drank one here and there, when I was unusually tired or as a social thing. A few months ago, I started drinking one cup every morning, before leaving for the hospital. Since I started on ob/gyn last week, I can barely function without 3 cups/day…and a couple Pepsi Max. Following this tendency, I’ll take my coffee in IV drips when on my general surgery rotation. See, that’s the thing with surgical specialties (let’s forget about ophtalmo here...do these people ever work between golf rounds?), the rounds need to be done before the OR open, meaning 7am or earlier.

And talking about rounds, this morning I had only one patient to see. A perfectly healthy post-partum lady, waiting for her baby to be done with phototherapy. Let’s just say that my job was done by 7:05. And then, my attending decided that we should go to the cafeteria and talk over breakfast. TALK…one on one, with my ~60 yo male attending. First of all, I actually eat my breakfast at home. Second, I’m a young 20-something girl and I know nothing about fishing or golfing of whatever it is that older men like to talk about. I was pretty sure that “So, what did you think of Balmain for fall?” would not cut it…Anyway, after almost an hour of awkward chit chat and ob/gyn stuff, it was over. Until tomorrow…

Give me some studs!

2008-08-04T06:52:00.000-07:00

Am I the only one still obsessed with these shoes? I mean I know these are from 07, and that everyone and their mother own some knocked off version…but still, fabulous! I often contemplate getting them when they pop up on eBay, but the price tag still holds me back…Now that I’m on clinical rotations, I have trouble spending that much money on something that will get out of my closet once in a full moon for a night out. Yea, studded 5” heels are not the most practical in a hospital, and I wouldn’t dare wear those in front of my attending, even for clinic duties…
In other news, I’m free today! I had to go to the hospital at 7am as usual, to check on my patients. I only had 2 this morning, 2 post-partum women, feeling great and all…so I was out of there in 30 minutes. And because it’s the summer and many attendings are on vacation, there’s very little going on in the clinic (and we are a billion med students…). So, no clinic duties for me today! Yay ;) Kinda annoying that I have to get up at 5am only to spend ½hour in the hospital though…

Anyway, I guess I’ll try to study (definitely lacking motivation…), and watch Scrubs. I must be 8 years late on this one…I started watching season 1 this weekend, never had before. Is it just me or Zach Braff was actually cute at the beginning of this thing? I mean I’ve seen his movies before (Garden State, The last Kiss), and I've never found him attractive…Oh well, I guess hitting 30 can do that to someone. (btw, I’m still many years away from the big 3-0)

The beginning...

2008-08-03T10:10:00.000-07:00

Wow, my first ever blog post! I read many blogs (mostly fashion) daily, but I never thought I’d start one myself. First of all, I don’t like writing, never liked it. Actually no, I guess I liked it at some point because I had a diary when I was 10-12 years old. Anyway, I lost that interest...and when I was in college, dissertations would kill me. So exactly why am I doing this? I guess I just need to vent…

But let’s not get ahead of ourselves…Who am I? First of all, I’m a 4th year med student, meaning I’m on clinical rotations for another 10 months or so, and then I’ll get the big MD. I just started my OB/GYN rotation last week, and I’m on the fence about this one. I kinda like the job (as much as you can like doing pelvic exams all day…), but hate the fact that I have to get up everyday at 5am, for rounds at 7am. It’s not even that early, but all the other rotations I did prior to OB/GYN had nothing to do with surgery, so I was able to start my workday at 8am like a normal person. Also, some of the attendings are just like Michelle Au’s version of the « overworked bitch goddess »….not so nice.

And now, the reason I needed to vent in the first place. Friday was my first night on call. I wasn’t covering obstetrics, just doing gyno consults, so I was supposed to get off at 11pm (as opposed to stay overnight when you’re the poor student covering obstetrics). My day was uneventful to say the least…I had one ER consult, and that was it. At 10:45pm, I was getting ready to go home when my pager started buzzing.

-Evil OR person: « It’s X from the OR, they need you in OR 8 »
-Me: « eeehh….ok!? »
-My inside voice: « wtf?! My call night is over! And that’s not my job! I’m doing consults! NO OR! Not my job!»

Anyway, it’s not like I could just say no and go home. So I went to the OR, and as I said, none of the other rotations I completed involved surgery, so it was my first time there. Great way to start! I found the locker room (where I obviously don’t have a locker…where am I supposed to put my clothes?) and put on scrubs. Then I found OR 8, where I was apparently needed. I thought it would be a huge emergency surgery (an exploded ectopic pregnancy or something…), where they would need all the hands they could find (that’s the only reason why they would keep me away from my beloved bed, right?). Apparently not. It was a good old laparoscopic-assisted vaginal hysterectomy. So basically, I had to scrub in and hold retractors into someone’s vagina for an hour. Let’s just say that when you’ve been up for 20 hours or so, there nothing fun about holding retractors. I was so tired, holding on for dear life, trying not to move (do.not.move….don’t want a pissed off surgeon screaming at you). I honestly thought I would faint. I was feeling lightheaded, my legs were weak, my arms shaking, sweats running on my forehead...And all along, I was wondering why on earth I had to be there in the first place. Once again, NOT my job! Anyway, I made it, without falling unconscious (or plain asleep) between this poor woman’s legs. After I completed the paperwork, I finally got off around 1 am.

Oh and the door closer to the parking where my car was parked was locked and I couldn’t get out. What’s up with that? They wanna make sure we don’t run when no one is looking…? So I had to get out from the main entrance, and walk outside around the hospital to reach my car….Yea, that was a great night.

Now I feel better….see, you just can’t call someone at 2am to whine about your shitty day. That’s why this blog now exist…

P.S. English isn’t my first language, so please ignore the weird grammar/spelling/whatever…(I’m in med school remember, so I DID pass 3rd grade)