Misc Update on My Life….

The exam that I whined about… well let’s just say it went more than fine. Praise God for easy evaluators!!!

This past weekend was really lovely. I roadtrip-ed to Eastern VA to see 3/4ths of my grandparents. It was my paternal grandparents 49th wedding anniversary. The drive was beautiful and I found the greens and pinks of VA Spring comforting and soothing after a loooong NC school year. I spent time talking to each of my grandparents individually. I celebrated the anniversary with Johnny Cash, stories, Tacos and spring rain. I went to Tea and shopping with maternal grandmother. I drove around the countryside and cooked with my paternal grandmother. And my grandfather took me flying. He is a retired Navy fighter pilot (yes my grandfather literally lived TOP GUN!!!). He has been fixing and tinkering with what was a broken little Mooney plane for most of my life. I have been up a few times but not since middle school. It was amazing. We went at dawn and flew over the Chesapeake Bay and Ocean. He let me fly once we got in the air. It was extraordinarily liberating to be above the world, above all my stress and responsibilities and just be.
Also on the trip, I witnessed a promising early intervention success story…in the animal kingdom. My grandparents have been foster parenting a disabled duckling (a turtle ate its foot). After the foot healed and the little one was gaining weight and jumping out of his box, my grandparents wanted to attempt to help it get back to its family. My grandfather took the duckling back to the banks of the pond. The duck called to his family and they came. And they embraced them….or at least in a duck sort of way. First they chased off all the humans, then sat and ruffled and cleaned the little lost duckling’s feathers. The disabled duck was slowed than its brothers yet within a day they were waiting for him and helping him find food. I know its sappy but really its nice to know Darwin wasn’t right about everything.

Went to see Bliss on the way home. She suggested we go to Duke Gardens and that I take the Power Chair. Well as always, when you get two wheelchairs involved we attract attention and chaos. I am not the world’s greatest power chair driver but I certainly had fun trying. It was lovely to see Bliss.

I came home to two weeks of clincals….which I think will get its very own entry t-m

I just need to take a moment to SCREAM…

Sometimes in my less mature, less Christian moments, I feel like the most unlucky individual. I mean I won the genetic lottery for weird and rare diseases. Last week I won the class lottery and got put in the first group for our clinical reasoning exam/project. The first portion of the exam was a 2 hour time portion where we had to make a list of symptoms and hypotheses and then put down what tests we wanted to run and WHY. Well my friends since 2nd grade when we started writing longer than sentence I have had extra time for written exams. HOWEVER, I seemed to have forgotten this fact in light of the fact I have not had any written exams in med school. I thought it though about 15 minutes before the deadline when I had to leave off two symptoms in order to write down tests before the deadline. I turned it in incomplete with 2 seconds to spare.

I am so frustrated. I had it right too. I was on the right track and now on the second part I have the diagnosis which was very, very,very tricky. I can’t write about it till after Friday because it has not been released to all of my classmates. But that first form is half my grade and could still fail me.

all I had to do was march in Student Services and ask for 30 extra minutes. Where was my problem solving super power, where was my head….

SCREAM.

done now back to it.