My Snoozing Classmates

So I'm probably going to be crucified for posting this... but I think it's adorable and I couldn't pass it up. Somebody sent it out to the whole class on email... and I'm doing my part to ensure it lives on forever.

Perks In Medicine

One of the best things about being a Doctor? The ridic amounts of free food and special treatment. Especially in the physicians lounge. I went into one the other day that had free soft serve ice cream, an ENTIRE freezer of ice-cream bars, 10+ leather sleeper massage chairs, cappuccino machines, free laser color printing, a 60" LED flat screen TV, a fresh salad bar, hot meals all day long, soda machines, etc. All free for the Docs! Ahhh.

Here's a quick photo snapped by a friend of mine at her physician lounge...

Will Med School Make Me Miserable?

I answer this question on a Guest Post over at Dr. D's site. Check it out.

Red House, Blue Door

Get this. The other day I'm with Lolo and her friend Kate... eating lunch. It was the first time I'd really met Kate, and I eventually ended up telling her about my house that I was previously building and my ex Mr. Psychiatrist. Though I just used his first name. For the purposes of this conversation I'll call him Eli. Here's the conversation:

Kate: Wait, your house is on Street X, and your ex boyfriend's name is Eli?

Me: Yeah, why?

Kate: Omigod. Is he a psychiatrist?

Me: Um, yes....

Kate: Omigod.

Me: Uh, what?

Kate: He dated my best friend. And he was awful to her. And he had a girlfriend the whole time that he lived with, and she didn't know.

Me: Um. Ok. When was this?

Kate: 2008

Me: (having heart failure) We were together in 2008. And 2007 and 2009.

Kate: (looking like she was going to pass out)... you have a red house with a blue door, right?

Me: No. No? No I don't! Yellow house. (At this point tears of relief start flowing... panic subsides)

I immediately knew who she was talking about. In my freak out I forgot that there is a neighbor two doors down with a red house and a blue door, owned by another psychiatrist named Eli.

Whoa. Close one.

It's Baaaaacccckkkkkkk....

That lovely anatomy smell. In the lounge, the stairwell, the cafeteria. Today I was in a club officers meeting and we were actually trying to plan events on days when the first years didn't have lab so they wouldn't funk up the room. Ewe. Wash your scrubs kids.... it's icky if you don't.