This is my last week as a medical student. We graduate on Friday. I never thought this day would come! I can hardly believe it.
M1 year saw some of the hardest times of my life. When I started medical school, it was the first time I lived so far from home. Everything was new to me. Driving down streets now familiar was once tinted with shades of sorrow and mourning the loss of my old life, friends, and relationships. But that gradually changed, and no matter how many times I wanted to quit and fly home, someone or something kept me going. I was cleaning out mountains of my old notes (why do we keep these things?!) and thought aloud, “I could never be a first-year medical student ever again in my life.” I applaud all the M1s currently chugging along. You will get there if you keep at it.
M2 year brought its own set of challenges. I was plugged into a friends group over the summer while doing research, and it was some of the most fun I’d had in medical school. We road tripped, did group workouts in the summer nights, ate out way more than we could afford to. School was school, and we had Step 1 to conquer. That month of studying brought us all near the brink of insanity. To the M2s, remember the bigger picture. Step 1 scores are important, but don’t let it define you.
M3 year was when I started hitting my stride. I tried to like all my rotations, but quite frankly, didn’t like most. I knew I wanted to do something surgical, and my research and background was in ophthalmology. But I loved surgery and most things about it (ahem, most--ask me about that if you want). I found that unlike my first 2 years of didactics, if I worked hard and put in the effort, I generally got out of a rotation what I put in. It was so gratifying to finally care for patients.
M4 year was up and down. Residency applications were stressful, although it was fun to get lots of time off to travel and interview and generally enjoy life. I learned as much as I could without the pressure of feeling like I needed to perform (I did an away sub-I in general surgery AFTER interview season for fun). But mostly these days, I’m fighting waves of senioritis as I sit in class for four more days.....
As I mentioned, I am going into general surgery. I am staying at my home institution, where I have the most amazing mentors and friends. I’m a little far from home. But home can change.
So I guess this is farewell! I may choose to revive this blog as as iteration of surgery baking (is that taken?) but we will see how my time management goes. Thanks for being with me through my baking adventures. I hope we kept each other a little bit saner.









