Right after my last post I went out on a run. It was brutal. After all the positive talk, I had a very difficult run. I bought new headphones which dug into my ears, my socks kept slipping in my shoes, I dressed too warmly and had to stop to readjust my clothes... it was rough. Turns out that I had a decent run, but I felt like my shoes were made of concrete.
I wasn't able to get a Friday run in due to time constraints. I have an exam tomorrow and I've gotten very far behind this week. I had a friend visiting, clinic, an evening session on patient interviews, and had to pick my grandma up from the airport (which turned into a 6 hour ordeal when they lost her luggage and she insisted on taking me out to dinner).
My long weekend run was 6 miles (the longest/farthest I've ever run). It was raining pretty bad and all of my moisture wicking and warm work out gear was wet. I hit the treadmill instead. It was a rough run. I was basically wearing cotton pajama shorts that rode up my crotch like you wouldn't believe. I was exhausted from the week and from studying all that day. I also hadn't eaten a lot.
All complaining aside, I ran 6 miles in 70 minutes and 38 seconds. An hour and ten minutes was my goal time for this run, so I'm pleased. I'm nervous about upping my long run by a mile each week. I'm hoping that once I get to a certain point, say 10 miles, that each mile will matter less. But right now, 7 miles seems like such a long way and running for nearly an hour and a half seems like an eternity.
In med school world, I had a great week. I'm now managing the endocrinology specialty clinic at one of our free clinic sites. Seeing patients is always refreshing. We also do, what I can only describe as, practice patient interviews. An actor, or "standardized patient," helps us simulate an encounter and we get feedback. This weeks encounter was interviewing a patient who has experience some domestic violence. Now a patient doesn't come in and say "my husband is a real jerk and gave me this giant bruise." Oh no, its super hard to get them to tell you what is going on. Still, I had a very successful interview. This week I felt like I'd make a great doctor, but that I'm a horrible medical student. I got very little studying done and now am scrambling the day before the test.
Now I'm off to spend the day with my grandma. She is visiting and staying at my sister's house. She is currently living with my aunt, who is currently on a trip to Hawaii. Since my uncles... well... they're not winning any son of the year awards.... grandma comes and stays with my sister when my aunt is away. However, today my sister and her family are going to be gone all day, so I have to go up and spend the day there. My grandma will let me study and all, but I'll still have to look in on her, make her lunch, and drive there and back. So once again, life is taking away from my being an amazing medical student.
Que sera, sera
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