Temporary Shower

This is going to be a somewhat depressing entry on humanity and science. I think we all enter med school with notions like "we are going to help"...."we will save lives" etc. but to get there is somewhat of a struggle. Up to this point, we are supported by our parents, our peers and deep down, each of us believes we can do this....whether we want to be a doctor or engineer or any type of high functioning members of society. Yet it is ironic that as we advance, we start getting pushed down. It has been my observation that the weak get trampled. If you are not emotionally strong, a bit selfish, or a bit uncaring, comments from resident/attendings/PIs can really eat away at you. What hurts the most is not just going through this "higher education" system myself but also watching it destroy someone close to me. Do I say something? Do I stand by and do nothing because I've worked so hard to get to this point? I have resolved to say something but so far, co

Things have been hectic. As I become more and more acclimated to the lab environment, it seems like there is more and more to do. I honestly don't know how people in my lab can work 10+ hours per day, 7 days a week. I get tired after 2 hours in the mouse house. On top of that, I get sick of people too. It's not that I dislike people in my lab. It's just that I am learning being quiet and keeping to yourself is the best way to be...less people bothering you with stuff, asking you questions, and distracting you from what matter...getting your experiments done so you can get the hell out. In other news, I am super excited to go to Bear lake with friends this weekend and death valley with my MD/PhD class next weekend. I'm a little sad that I'll miss my sister because she will come home president's day weekend but I will make it up to her during spring break because we are going on a trip together. The only bad thing is that I sprained my ankle pretty bad on Sa