It’s a strange feeling I get when I review the past year of my life….well really my entire life. When I was in High School I looked forward to being out of my hometown, in college and on my own….that’s when life would really start. In College I wanted nothing more than to be self-dependent, working for my own money and making all my own decisions….that’s when life would truly begin. When I was working I was simply waiting to get into Medical School, where my life would take off and I would be on the way to my future. While I was dating my now-husband I thought about how we’d get engaged. While engaged I thought of the future, the wedding, owning a home, living together and just being….married. Now that we’re very happily married I think almost on a daily basis how I will tell him I’m pregnant….despite the fact that deep down neither of us are quite ready for a kid to bust in and start trying to destroy us. Now that I’m in Medical School’s science years I can’t think abut anything but being in the clinic. When does life start?!
Well, I’ve (almost) come to the end of my first year of Medical School and I must say that it was not nearly as bad as I had expected. It was definitely a challenging year, but I’ve learned so much and met so many amazing future doctors. I should probably update this blog more often, I honestly forgot I even had it. Anyway, I have three more exams and three more weeks of school….I’m going to study for today’s exam. I promise to update more often now that I remember this exists. 🙂