“It’s been a while” may as well be the tagline for this blog. Someone (me) evidently didnt strike that all-important ‘work-life balance’ last year. However, I’m back and I’m… I’m… older? If I remember correctly, the last blog post I wrote focused on my transition from second year to third year of medical school. So, in keeping with tradition, it’s only right that this post focuses on my transition from third year to… hang on, wait for it… fourth year 😉 It’s true, I’m a fourth year medic!
Third year of medical school was interesting. It can be nicely summed up by the famous words of Charles Dickens:
“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times,
It was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness…”
I learnt a lot, forgot a lot, worked a lot, chilled a lot more, made new friends, lost some others, got my shit together, lost it a few weeks later.
Essentially, I was my own barrier. The experiences and opportunities I had last year were amazing but my mindset, however, was the complete opposite. I became very lazy. Let me tell ya, laziness and medical school is a dangerous combination. I managed to pass my assessments but my reluctance to work throughout the year made it needlessly difficult. My desire to work and revise came from the fear of failing, so revision was left to the last possible minute. Although I passed everything, I know I could have performed a lot better. That’s the frustrating thing.
I decided to adopt a healthier attitude now that fourth year has begun. It’s worked out so far but, I mean, it has only been 16 days…
Also, my drafts folder is bursting with posts about medical school, particularly clinical years, so they’ll hopefully be making their way to the published folder. Stay tuned!