Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Study Day

So, being finals week, we were given the day off today to study for our exams tomorrow and Friday. My great intentions of hitting the ground running at 6 fell through, but I feel like I'm in a pretty good place, so the extra sleep was probably worth it. Besides, there's something about sitting down to study and knowing you won't be getting up for the rest of the day that makes me want to vomit.

I had originally thought I would go to my preceptor today. Just wishful thinking that I could put aside my competitive drive for a day and realize that just because my classmates had the whole day to study didn't mean I necessarily needed it too. After all, I don't need to do that well on these exams to be where I want to be this block. But, after a large group session yesterday, I hit the panic button and paged Dr. B to let him know I would come in next week (during spring break, but I didn't tell him that) instead since I have finals on Thursday and Friday. He called me back and said of course, but "I won't let you come in on your spring break!" I asked him if he was sure and his response was "of course, you're ridiculous. Get out, have fun!" I know I told him when spring break was a long time ago, but I didn't think he'd even remember. I love my preceptor. I am really lucky, my classmates, not so much. I think I might bake up something delicious next week and bring it in for him and the rest of the people at the practice. They are really great over there, and if anyone is looking for a referral to a great OB/GYN, let me know and I'll give you the info.

Well, having the day securely empty to study, I did what any college student would do during finals week:

bought junk food. Very reminiscent of undergrad days for me. Sure, the soda's now diet, and the chips are baked, but there's something comforting in the combination, reminding me of the utility of cramming until your eyeballs feel like they might pop out.

Well, the phone just started ringing, it's the Lupus Foundation asking for a donation. Seeing as I won't be giving any money, and that Lupus is on the exam tomorrow, I think it's an omen. Time to get started. Catch you on the flip side.