I was unsure of what I was going to write today until I was talking to my friends James and Jess. She recently began a nursing position at a hospital, and she told me of her first experience with medical students-scared, uncertain, confused, over-eager...
I know I'm all of those things right now and I'm not even in a clinical setting yet. However, there's nothing I would rather be doing, and even the studying seems like a light burden. I have my stethoscope sitting on my dresser, lying as a constant reminder to, in my rather elitist belief, the profession that I'm pursuing.


On a different note, so far, though it's only a week in, I must say how much I enjoy the company of my classmates. Since our class is so small, I'm excited to get to know all or nearly all of them, and I'm excited to make some deep friendships, for I firmly believe it's going to take these friendships, made in the metaphorical trenches of Lee Med and the wooden booths of Carey's, to get through these next four years.

1 week done, and 2 weeks from tomorrow the first round of testing begins.