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My posts always seem to coincide with the end of a sequence: funny coincidence, that. We just finished our neuro sequence and it was EPIC. The one disease process we didn’t discuss is exactly what happens to your brain when you try to shove too many things into it in a short period of time… But hey! I made it through! I don’t mean to sound like I’m hating on neuro – I actually really enjoy the process of fitting all the pieces together to figure out what’s going on. It was just a lot to learn. Conquering the Neuro Beast is not to be taken lightly.

Because I managed to take my neuro exam pretty early (after much strategic planning and studying until I couldn’t see straight), I now find myself in a solid week of Thanksgiving break. It’s awesome to have some time to take care of things I’ve been putting off and also plan ahead for what’s coming next. Some of the stuff I’ve been doing is totally gnarly. Prime example: registering and paying for the Step 1 exam (BOOOOOOOO). On the other side of the spectrum, I’ve got scheduling a flight to go home in December on my to-do list. Going home = seeing my puppy(!!!!!). In addition to being productive, I’m spending copious amounts of time playing Fallout 4 (which stole my heart before it was even officially announced.) Life is pretty darn good right now.

When we start back next week, I’ve got a few shadowing experiences lined up where I’m going to find myself in the OR for the first time. I’m a little nervous. (I’m also a liar: I’m just shy of terrified.) Being the catastrophic thinker that I am, I’m already taking precautions to avoid potential disaster. My Anatomy BFFL Joey took me on a field trip so I could be introduced to the sentient robot that dispenses scrubs (the Creeper 3000) and received a primer on how to not get yelled at. I purchased doofy-looking things to attach to my glasses to prevent them from sliding down my nose (since I won’t be able to push them back up ‘cause sterile field or whatever, duh). I procured some cheap/potentially useless suture practice materials in the hope that I’ll be able to give it the old college try if I’m actually asked to do something as opposed to the alternative of passing out in sheer terror. I’m hopeful that this won’t be traumatic.

They left off (4): Thank your robot overlord.