I am still here. I still exist. I have just been caught in the whirlwind that is third year.
Since last reflecting before beginning third year, I wonder why it has taken so long to write. In fact, the only thing I can really say is- where do I begin? So much has happened. I have been sleep-deprived, a bit overworked, and completely immersed in this new culture, learning the reality of being the student on the bottom, always on the spot and unsure.
I meet my patients when their lives intersect with diseases. When my patients are the most vulnerable, I am at their bedside- learning about complications of their disease and lives, in an attempt to make sense of it all.
Tomorrow will be the last official day of inpatient medicine; after which I will reflect on block 1 and write my thoughts.