Motherhood | Medicine | Travel
I remember when I was considering applying to medical school being terrified that becoming a doctor meant I’d never be able to have a family. Every Google search led to horror stories about divorce, blogs berating physicians that chose to…
First off – I’m back from blogging maternity leave – celebration dances may commence! Oh, you thought you got rid of me because I birthed two babies at one time? Oh no, friends, it won’t be nearly that easy to get…
The past year has been one of unexpected and broad personal discovery, involving aspects of heartbreaking disappointment and sheer, unsurpassable joy. Since July of last year, when I started third year, I’ve met amazing people, learned incredible things (including learning…
As Match Day for the Class of 2012 quickly fades into the background and residency applications for my class begin to appear on the (horrendously terrifying, Wizard of Oz tornado-esque) horizon, I find my classmates starting to disappear (or discuss…
As a member of the admission’s committee at our school and as someone who recently(ish) went through the application and interview process (twice), I get asked a lot if I have any advice for those in the midst of attempting…
A lot of my classmates have always known what they wanted to be when they grew up – some have been doctors for Halloween every October since they were 5, others took their first steps right through the middle…
Being in medical school means I often find myself spending the entire day alone at a coffee shop table meant for 6 people with four books, my laptop, a barrage of notes, a white erase board and occasionally a strange…