While I promised that this blog would only have weekly updates, I found myself strangely inspired, and stranger still, with a fair amount of free time tonight. As I write this, I feel like for the first time since I'm starting medical school I am realizing that this is my life. This is no projection; there are no second chances, and this is certainly no movie. This is me, making the decisions I make, studying what I study, and, in anatomy lab, cutting what I cut. I'm learning more than I can possibly imagine, and the realization hit me during the medical sales pitch today and when I threw my stethoscope around my neck when I got home after Bob's Burgers that in four years when I graduate, I'm going to be a doctor. No longer am I merely preparing for medical school, volunteering because it looks good on my resume or studying to increase my chances of getting in.

I'm in, and now everything is about making me the best doctor I can possibly be.
Wow.