Umm... med school is, like, hard and stuff

I’m already behind.

I’ve completed all the readings, but there’s simply too much information to absorb. After 8.5 hours of class, I spent 4 hours reading/studying and I’m still far from comfortable with the material—and it’s the first day!

Parry and I commiserated after we attempted to quiz each other (hint: it did not go well for either of us), and contemplated a career in Law or fast food. We concluded that a much more significant amount of weekend time would need to be devoted to school, and that we should forget about watching the cable TV we had installed today.

I do appreciate the manner in which anatomy and embryology are taught, though. Rather than presenting the material and having us memorize facts by rote, it’s taught from a practical, functional, clinical perspective. This approach somewhat attenuates the overwhelming mass of knowledge we are to acquire, but it’s still—as Vania would put it—like drinking water from a firehose.

I feel like I should be reviewing material right now instead of writing this blog entry, but I know my brain won’t retain anything more I try to shove inside it today. I need sleep to consolidate what I’ve already learned and refresh it for tomorrow’s overload—so that’s where I’m headed. Hello, pillow; you were sorely missed.