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what i learnt about medicine (and life) from a dirty hipster.
I was at the bus stop today (cool story, bro) and this guy started talking to me, as you do when you’re a sociable fellow with half an hour to spare. He told me about his life, and hitchhiking, and travelling with monkeys in Southern Africa, and swapping booze and party drugs for massages (he’s a qualified masseur, or so he said) at festivals.
Maybe he was making it up. But the important thing is that he’s my age–and I have absolutely no life experience.
So as I sat on the bus going home, I started to wonder why I’ve never wandered out of my comfort zone.
Fear.
As medical students, fear is ingrained into us. Fear of failure. Fear of not being good enough. Fear of a seemingly inevitable mistake that kills a patient. Fear of getting an answer wrong in front of a consultant. And after a while, that fear creeps out of our work lives and into our personal lives, and we’re struck with this inexplicable anxiety about everything, both inside, and outside of, medicine.
Our lives become a series of milestones by which we procrastinate. I’ll travel when I graduate. I’ll write when the semester is finished. I’ll do all those things I love when medicine is finished. But medicine doesn’t finish. It doesn’t go away once you’ve graduated or finished intern year or entered a surgical training program or you own the hospital. However, your youth does finish.
I’m not saying go and hang with monkeys and catch monkey fleas and do hard drugs. In fact, I would advise NOT doing any of those things. But have fun. Find passions outside of medicine. Hang out with your non-med friends. Do charity work.
Don’t wait for medicine to enjoy your life.
Officially obsessed with how my new glasses look in photos!
beautiful rainy days (with a sprinkle of biochemistry). London never disappoints.
11.27 here’s to depression studying and green tea and the sun and the stars
study day with me (french) and bae (politics/philosophy/economics) ✨
[11.18.17: anatomy study session]
Studying in a new language is… well, harder than I thought, but it’s going good so far! I’m typing most of my notes on the computer and also doing some handwritten summaries, I hope I’ll have time to finish all of them before the exams begin.
Just to stay true to reality, I have to say I do not ever study lying down on blankets, because I find it uncomfortable for writing and typing and I get easily distracted; I just took the stuff I’d been using on my desk and layed it around on the blanket in different ways to take the pictures because the white background made it look much nicer.
Productivity at its finest with Pomodoro Technique using lanes.io
17/10/2017
Herbal tea and chill kinda day today. Second year is proving to be quite difficult to be honest and my life is so disorganised right now. I need some serious motivation and a hard kick up the backside because I can’t seem to focus on my studies at all. 😭
17/09/2017 || Finally finished my notes for my midsem exam next week! Moving on to cognitive psych!
8.28.17// 9:00 pm. caramel lattes & physiology notes ooo boy 🌍 ☕️