And Breathe....

I believe that I am a better person for surviving the last two weeks of med school. Really. Everybody around here was calling last week Hell Week. And indeed, it was not fun. Normally we have one or two exams each week. This amount keeps me plenty busy and on my toes. Last week I had four exams. Well, technically, I suppose that you could count my surgery final as two exams, thus making it five. Sigh. I felt like I was running around like a chicken with its head cut off. It was extremely grueling since all I did was study, study, study. I didn't sleep much, I was so nervous I didn't eat much; not a good situation.

My goal was to pass all of my exams, and, of the grades I know of, I have passed everything. Mind you, I have to wait until to tomorrow to see if I passed my surgery multiple choice and written components...keeping fingers crossed!

Completing my surgical skills class I a wonderful feat. Don't get me wrong, I really, really, really enjoyed learning the sutures, surgical etiquette, scrubbing in, aseptic technique, etc., but I didn't like that it was jam packed into the busiest weeks of second year so far. But, I survived, and it is done.

I managed to celebrate finishing my crazy weeks by getting a pedicure with my friends and getting my hair trimmed so that I feel better. It is amazing how doing small things for yourself sometimes makes such a big difference.

Now, I have to play catch-up since lectures continued to march on last week while I was busy studying for my exams. Sigh. But, on the bright side, only three weeks until my parents come and visit me :)