vendredi

So this morning was fairly predictable. I got to school, and while looking up some patient information on our computer, Psychiatrist came in and asked, "what happened to you guys yesterday?". (isn't that exactly what I said he would say?) I kinda squirmmed and explained that we were all confused about the scheduling blah blah blah and left after waiting 45 minutes. I told him I was sorry and then jokingly told him I hope it didn't make him feel rejected (after all, he IS a psychiatrist). He told me he went home and cut on his arms....(a bit of Borderline humor). I did my best to steer clear of the course director the rest of the morning. I'm really worried all of our grades will get docked. I can't afford that right now. Oh yeah, and I still have to write my essay. Someday I'm sure I'll look back at all this and laugh.

This afternoon I had to have a photo made for my residency applications. I always dread taking posed pictures. I feel like I look like a dork most of the time. More pressing though, is the fact that I still haven't decided what kind of medicine I want to do. I've pretty much narrowed it down to pathology or anesthesiology, but I'm still worried I haven't decided yet. It's scary to think that if you make the wrong decision you could be miserable the rest of your life.

Tonight I came home and made a veggie pizza on whole wheat crust, one of my favorite things to make. Sweety-kins is out of town so I'm enjoying a rare evening home alone. I should call my friends and be social but I'm just too tired. I'm tired almost all the time and to be able to come home and not have to talk to anyone feels like a gift from above. Welcome to the rest of my life.