Realisations about med school.

So med school started some time ago, and we've already passed the quarter mark of first year.

I've learnt several things since going to med school:
1. Old Doctors who are your tutors - will hit on you.
2. Med School is all about the food that you bring to your tute groups. It's not spoken openly about, but you can tell that every tute, when a new person has to bring food that they're trying to beat the last group.
Example, number 1 - The first rotation of bringing food, male #1 brings KFC... unbeatable, one thinks? But no! female #2 brings baked goods, male #2 brings increased amounts of KFC... and so on, and on.
3. Med school involves a lot of alcohol and a lot of drinking of said liqueur. It's in my belief that when they built my med school four years ago, the developers thought to themselves, now where would be the best location to put a medschool (read: where is the closest pub that students can frequent)?
... The medical students pay for every single one of the bills that the pub probably accumulates.
4. Med school is all about budgeting your fortnightly income around where you want to go out from Friday night to Sunday night and how much you want to spend. On Thursday nights I receive a fortnightly allowance from the government and my income from my job, I then think about what I have planned for the coming fortnight and how much of my income I should set aside. It's very organised, I think.
5. Med School is also about cooking elaborate dinners, which take a long time to make and therefore act as a method of procrastination that isn't obvious. Read later on for photographic evidence of my dinner tonight.
6. Tetris is addictive.
7. I've reverted back to highschool where I spend way too much time on MSN, Skype and Facebook.
8. Tuberculosis shots are gross - they don't hurt much but they do other things... like ooze and explode
9. Houses full of med students get messy when said students get stressed.
10. Even when you're stressing so badly about exams that you have nightmares, there's always spare time for curry.
11. It's not just me, other med students spend too much time watching medical dramas.

More realisations to come.

48 days and counting.

I start medicine in 48 days.

When I was 10yo, a kid from my year five class had his mum bring in an esky full of different animal organs - brains, livers, kidneys, and lungs.

I bet that's what all the parents of the kids in your year five class kept in their eskys.

Now most little girls might have run screaming at the idea of being asked to 'dissect' (read:massacre) these oddly-smelling objects which oozed fluid for the best part of the lesson, and I have to admit that for a moment I entertained the idea of copying the 'popular' girls in my class and becoming faint, but my curiosity quickly got the better of me.

In this small, grotesque, bride-of-frankenstein type anatomy lab, we learnt a number of things: all the names of the major bones in the body (which I can still remember now) and more importantly - that chewing minties cures the ails associated with cutting up bodily objects. The smell and the sound (because chewing minties is a noisy sport).

Imagine this now, I'm 10yo and I'm being told that I can ask for a mintie whenever i feel faint.

TEACHER: Now kids, I have hear a basically unlimited supply of minties, so feel free to ask for one if you feel sick.
ME (thinking): Free minties, eh? When I feel sick...
ME: Oh miss, I feel rather sick.
TEACHER: Have a mintie.
ME: Still feel sick, miss.
TEACHER: Another mintie for you then.
ME - raises my hand.
TEACHER: Still feeling sick?
ME: Sure am.

And repeat, when needed.

Now imagine my horror, when I discovered that in undergraduate dissection classes, in my science degree, where we were required to cut up human cadavers (we called our 87yo man, who'd died of a miocardial infarction - cecil) that if discovered chewing any substance - hand, skin, hair, gum, food, dead mans toe - that we'd be asked to leave immediately.

But... but... but what about my anti-fainting solution! YOU MONSTERS!

It was at this time however, when I was 10yo, that I first decided I wanted to be a doctor.

I'm now a 20-something chit of a girl, who drinks slightly too much vodka, procrastinates from going to bed by watching trashy tv-shows and who has bibliophilia (love of books), but who still wants to be a doctor and in 48 days it all starts.