Tomorrow I'm entering week three of the winter quarter and I already feel incredibly stressed and pressured to get a lot of things done at school. This isn't exactly a rare feeling, nor is it really unique. Every time school starts, after a break, or the weekend, it feels like we're hitting the ground running, and when we stop to take a break for water, it's like drinking out of a fire hose.
A lot of developments have happened in my life, professionally and personally in the past three or four months. Pretty much as medical school started, a zillion other things began. Some on purpose, and some were completely coincidental.
Something that I don't talk very much about in person, is the fact that I'm currently working through a lot of family issues right now...Underlying tension that has been around since I was a teenager, that has really impacted my decisions and goals in life. I'm working to come to terms with these experiences and soon, I think that I will be able to interact with my family in a way that I share the feelings that I've bottled up inside for so long. I'm really proud of myself for getting to this point because I never thought I'd find a way to express how I feel. But week by week, I work closer and closer towards finding acceptance, working on forgiveness, and understanding how my experiences have shaped me as a person.
I wanted to take a few minutes to document (vaguely) about what I'm going through. This is perhaps the biggest personal struggle I've encountered. I've learned that communication, emoting, and finding a support system to be your outlet is important, so I think I've subconsciously worked on all of these "traits" (for lack of a better word) for the past few years. Jumping (and maybe falling) over hurdles in life has taught me a lot about people, myself, and generally, life. I feel like I've grown a lot over the past few months, which is why I thought I'd take a few moments to remember this point in my life.
Anyways, it's time to study. Cell physiology exam tomorrow and it's time to shape up my ideas of what membrane potentials are.
Sunday, January 13, 2013
Sunday, December 9, 2012
Almost 1/12 of the Way There...
I'm aware that I've pretty much neglected this blog since school
started...I can't even remember what my last blog post was about. But, I
wanted to quickly check in because I'm coming up to my first finals
week, ever, of medical school. The past quarter hasn't quickly gone as
fast as I would like. We started school three weeks before eveyone else
and we are on our 14th week of school now. That's almost 1.5x as long
as a normal quarter, which is grueling, to say the least.
I'm really excited for the holiday break and I'm hoping to write a little more then.
I'm really excited for the holiday break and I'm hoping to write a little more then.
Saturday, October 20, 2012
Eating Goldfish
I'm eating some goldfish crackers as I type this post. Goldfish crackers always remind me of my childhood, especially when we lived in our old house. I've been thinking a lot about my childhood and growing up lately. I see my nephew and niece (ages 11 and 10) and I'm trying to remember what it was like then. I can't remember as much as I would like...so I guess I'm trying to hold onto the goldfish cracker memories for as long as I can.
Another week of school has flown by. I can't think of anything specific about this week that made it stand out. It was pretty typical, as in similar to college. Except, I had seven classes with no structured schedule. I also had my second patient interview this week and it was with a standardized patient. That experience was pretty cool because the standard patients are trained to give you feedback after you stimulate the interview. Some positive feedback that I'm really proud about is that I (apparently) have really good interpersonal skills when it comes to talking with patients. Some things that I need to work on are organization and verbal empathy.
My standardized patient and I discussed the two forms of empathy that a physician can provide a patient during a visit. Empathy in a clinical setting can be embodied through body language and through words (verbally). My body language empathy was all there but I was encouraged to speak more empathetically with my future patients.
I enjoyed the standardized patient interview greatly because it's a reminder of what I have to look forward to after two years of hitting the books.
Other than school work, my life has been going fairly well. Tomorrow I'm running a 10k!
Another week of school has flown by. I can't think of anything specific about this week that made it stand out. It was pretty typical, as in similar to college. Except, I had seven classes with no structured schedule. I also had my second patient interview this week and it was with a standardized patient. That experience was pretty cool because the standard patients are trained to give you feedback after you stimulate the interview. Some positive feedback that I'm really proud about is that I (apparently) have really good interpersonal skills when it comes to talking with patients. Some things that I need to work on are organization and verbal empathy.
My standardized patient and I discussed the two forms of empathy that a physician can provide a patient during a visit. Empathy in a clinical setting can be embodied through body language and through words (verbally). My body language empathy was all there but I was encouraged to speak more empathetically with my future patients.
I enjoyed the standardized patient interview greatly because it's a reminder of what I have to look forward to after two years of hitting the books.
Other than school work, my life has been going fairly well. Tomorrow I'm running a 10k!
Sunday, October 14, 2012
Update on Medical School
Hello, I've just finished my fifth week of medical school! That means that anatomy and embryology is all done...and that I've successfully passed the course.
Anatomy itself was very difficult. Emotionally and physically. The first day I met my cadaver, I didn't know what to expect...especially since I didn't realize I'd be meeting my cadaver before school even began. It was kind of a shock.
The first day of school involved a quiz and dissection lab. Over the course of the first week of school, I had two quizzes and my first exam (on the thorax). The pace continued through weeks two and three with head and neck (the most difficult material), and slowed a bit down during the fourth week while we worked on the abdomen. There were countless hours of trying to figure out embryology, dissecting away fat, searching for nerves, and peeking around for arteries and veins in the cadaver. I greatly enjoyed working with my lab mates: E, B, and T. I am really surprised by the strong friendships we formed during our anatomy run.
I feel really fortunate that people donate their bodies to science--especially grateful to those that donate their bodies for anatomy courses. It's something that I've considered, instead of being an organ donor. As an organ donor, you could probably help two or three lives. But as a cadaver donor, you could be teaching four future doctors about the body and who knows how many lives will be saved at their hands.
Since Monday, I've switched over to a somewhat normal academic life. Instead of anatomy and ICM, I'm now taking ICM, SHB, MIDM, histology, biochemistry, medicine as culture (non-clinical selective course), and preceptoring. So far, it's been a little tough to keep my classes organized, but it's coming along and I don't feel quite as stressed as I did in anatomy.
This weekend, I'm back home with my parents. We had a lot of fun shopping and we went out for Chinese food for dinner. It was kind of amazing. I'm glad I came home and I feel really loved (and not just because of the presents my parents gave me.) I also got to catch up with my cousin and we talked out some of our personal lives together. Tomorrow I'm vising my brother and his family. I'm also hoping to catch up with a few friends over the phone. Last night and this morning, I hung out with R and it was amazing. We learned how to dougie and I refined my cat daddy skills :)
I don't know when I'll be able to write again, but I'm hoping that it will be sometime soon. Bye!
Anatomy itself was very difficult. Emotionally and physically. The first day I met my cadaver, I didn't know what to expect...especially since I didn't realize I'd be meeting my cadaver before school even began. It was kind of a shock.
The first day of school involved a quiz and dissection lab. Over the course of the first week of school, I had two quizzes and my first exam (on the thorax). The pace continued through weeks two and three with head and neck (the most difficult material), and slowed a bit down during the fourth week while we worked on the abdomen. There were countless hours of trying to figure out embryology, dissecting away fat, searching for nerves, and peeking around for arteries and veins in the cadaver. I greatly enjoyed working with my lab mates: E, B, and T. I am really surprised by the strong friendships we formed during our anatomy run.
I feel really fortunate that people donate their bodies to science--especially grateful to those that donate their bodies for anatomy courses. It's something that I've considered, instead of being an organ donor. As an organ donor, you could probably help two or three lives. But as a cadaver donor, you could be teaching four future doctors about the body and who knows how many lives will be saved at their hands.
Since Monday, I've switched over to a somewhat normal academic life. Instead of anatomy and ICM, I'm now taking ICM, SHB, MIDM, histology, biochemistry, medicine as culture (non-clinical selective course), and preceptoring. So far, it's been a little tough to keep my classes organized, but it's coming along and I don't feel quite as stressed as I did in anatomy.
This weekend, I'm back home with my parents. We had a lot of fun shopping and we went out for Chinese food for dinner. It was kind of amazing. I'm glad I came home and I feel really loved (and not just because of the presents my parents gave me.) I also got to catch up with my cousin and we talked out some of our personal lives together. Tomorrow I'm vising my brother and his family. I'm also hoping to catch up with a few friends over the phone. Last night and this morning, I hung out with R and it was amazing. We learned how to dougie and I refined my cat daddy skills :)
I don't know when I'll be able to write again, but I'm hoping that it will be sometime soon. Bye!
Monday, July 9, 2012
Week Four Update
It's crazy to see how fast these weeks pass by. This week there have been some ups and downs. The "up" being that I ran 24 miles total! The "down" being that I have definitely been "binge snack eating." I've been eating healthy/good food--lots of fruits, vegetables, and non-processed/I prepared it from scratch things--but I'm still eating some junk food at work every now and then. I really want to work on the bad food part of my lifestyle, so I think that that will be what I focus on this week, instead of mileage.
Until next time,
S
Until next time,
S
Sunday, July 1, 2012
Week Two and Three Updates
Hey friends,
I was a little busy last week so I wasn't able to provide an update on how my healthy lifestyle regimen was coming along. From what I remember, I was only able to run 14 miles but I committed to steering away from sweets and junk food at work.
This week, I finally achieved 21 miles. However, inverse to my progress from week two, I have definitely consumed an unhealthy share of junk food at work. I've had nachos, chips, Cheezits, peanut M&Ms, etc. I'm not very pleased with myself and I know that once you get off the wagon, you stay off until you grow sick with yourself...sometimes that takes weeks. But my recognizing that I've made poor choices this week, I think I can make a fast turnaround.
It's Sunday again. The re-start of my week. I am working the last half of eight straight days of work, so the opportunity to partake in unhealthy habits is great. There's also very little "good" food at home right now, so whatever I bring to work...it won't be as "great" a junk food. I'm planning on taking a quick trip to the grocery store to pick up some healthy food. Hopefully it will steer me away from anything bad at work.
As for running, I'm on a three-day hiatus right now. It's raining pretty hard and the gym doesn't open up until noon. I work early afternoon, so I won't have enough time to get any cardio in, so I will make an attempt to run or work out tomorrow. Until next week, adios!
S
I was a little busy last week so I wasn't able to provide an update on how my healthy lifestyle regimen was coming along. From what I remember, I was only able to run 14 miles but I committed to steering away from sweets and junk food at work.
This week, I finally achieved 21 miles. However, inverse to my progress from week two, I have definitely consumed an unhealthy share of junk food at work. I've had nachos, chips, Cheezits, peanut M&Ms, etc. I'm not very pleased with myself and I know that once you get off the wagon, you stay off until you grow sick with yourself...sometimes that takes weeks. But my recognizing that I've made poor choices this week, I think I can make a fast turnaround.
It's Sunday again. The re-start of my week. I am working the last half of eight straight days of work, so the opportunity to partake in unhealthy habits is great. There's also very little "good" food at home right now, so whatever I bring to work...it won't be as "great" a junk food. I'm planning on taking a quick trip to the grocery store to pick up some healthy food. Hopefully it will steer me away from anything bad at work.
As for running, I'm on a three-day hiatus right now. It's raining pretty hard and the gym doesn't open up until noon. I work early afternoon, so I won't have enough time to get any cardio in, so I will make an attempt to run or work out tomorrow. Until next week, adios!
S
Monday, June 18, 2012
Week One -- Update on Healthy Living
It's been about a week since I decided that I would make some changes in my diet and lifestyle. I purposely was vague in my last post because I wasn't sure what changes I would make. It looks like I committed to two different lifestyle changes to support my "healthy living" recently. I plan to continue these changes this week, and that is my week two goal.
The first change that I made was to cut out unplanned snacks at work. Certain people are well known for bringing in food to share at work. Some bring Krispy Kremes, cupcakes, cookies, chips and dip, etc. For the past week, I passed on all of the unplanned snacks by making sure that I prepared my own meals and snacks--like health-conscious sandwiches, fruit smoothies, fruits and veggies, etc. By making sure that I don't go hungry/starve while I work, I am more likely to forget and pass on the junk food available. In the long run, I'll be able to cut out unnecessary calories and fat, which will make me feel better both mentally and physically.
The second improvement I made this week was committing to a more consistent cardio work out. I really wanted to run 21+ miles last week, but I only ended up running 15+ miles. During my last run some environmental factors (read: a small, yappy dog and 50-some small elementary children) got in my way/running path, keeping me from running the last six miles I needed to reach my goal. Initially, I was really upset that my cardio work out had been foiled, but I decided that I can try to reach my goal again this week. I want to hit 15 miles again this week, and if it's feasible, I want to reach 21 miles. I'm running every other day right now and it's helping me sleep and I can see the changes in my body. They're small, but they're there, and I'm happy with that.
Overall, I'm pretty pleased with myself with how I'm slowly turning my crappy eating habits around. I don't want to add too many changes this week and get discouraged. So for week two I'm going to continue skipping the junk food at work and continuing with my current cardio work out plan :) I'll provide an update next week on how things are looking.
S
The first change that I made was to cut out unplanned snacks at work. Certain people are well known for bringing in food to share at work. Some bring Krispy Kremes, cupcakes, cookies, chips and dip, etc. For the past week, I passed on all of the unplanned snacks by making sure that I prepared my own meals and snacks--like health-conscious sandwiches, fruit smoothies, fruits and veggies, etc. By making sure that I don't go hungry/starve while I work, I am more likely to forget and pass on the junk food available. In the long run, I'll be able to cut out unnecessary calories and fat, which will make me feel better both mentally and physically.
The second improvement I made this week was committing to a more consistent cardio work out. I really wanted to run 21+ miles last week, but I only ended up running 15+ miles. During my last run some environmental factors (read: a small, yappy dog and 50-some small elementary children) got in my way/running path, keeping me from running the last six miles I needed to reach my goal. Initially, I was really upset that my cardio work out had been foiled, but I decided that I can try to reach my goal again this week. I want to hit 15 miles again this week, and if it's feasible, I want to reach 21 miles. I'm running every other day right now and it's helping me sleep and I can see the changes in my body. They're small, but they're there, and I'm happy with that.
Overall, I'm pretty pleased with myself with how I'm slowly turning my crappy eating habits around. I don't want to add too many changes this week and get discouraged. So for week two I'm going to continue skipping the junk food at work and continuing with my current cardio work out plan :) I'll provide an update next week on how things are looking.
S
Sunday, June 10, 2012
Blah
I've neglected writing in this blog for a little bit. I have a few updates on my cousin and updates on myself.
My cousin was discharged from the hospital six days ago and he is doing well right now. It took him a few days, but he's able to get up and down the stairs now (quickly nonetheless). Today we had a surprise birthday party for him (and my dad) and it was fun. I don't think it was really a surprise--I'm 99% positive my aunt told him in advance that we were coming...We made a lot of food, ate a lot of food, talked, ate cupcakes, and just sat around.
To be honest, all this family closeness has slowly been getting on my nerves. I've been experiencing a lot of difficulty with the responsibility over my cousin's medical care, finances transportation, translation, and disability claim. It's getting really stressful and I'm getting pretty grouchy :-\
To deal with my new responsibility, I've been "stress eating." I'm really ashamed of admitting this, but I've been so unhealthy the past two weeks. And of course, once you get into unhealthy habits, it's hard to get out of them. So, I've decided that I'm going to change up how I've been living. It's not going to be a huge change, but I think I need a little more organization in my life. I'm working on creating better meal schedules because it gets hectic with the hours that I work.
My cousin was discharged from the hospital six days ago and he is doing well right now. It took him a few days, but he's able to get up and down the stairs now (quickly nonetheless). Today we had a surprise birthday party for him (and my dad) and it was fun. I don't think it was really a surprise--I'm 99% positive my aunt told him in advance that we were coming...We made a lot of food, ate a lot of food, talked, ate cupcakes, and just sat around.
To be honest, all this family closeness has slowly been getting on my nerves. I've been experiencing a lot of difficulty with the responsibility over my cousin's medical care, finances transportation, translation, and disability claim. It's getting really stressful and I'm getting pretty grouchy :-\
To deal with my new responsibility, I've been "stress eating." I'm really ashamed of admitting this, but I've been so unhealthy the past two weeks. And of course, once you get into unhealthy habits, it's hard to get out of them. So, I've decided that I'm going to change up how I've been living. It's not going to be a huge change, but I think I need a little more organization in my life. I'm working on creating better meal schedules because it gets hectic with the hours that I work.
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Update on My Cousin
The last time I posted, I think my cousin was getting ready to be discharged from the hospital soon. Unfortunately the day before he was discharged, his doctors decided that outpatient therapy for his pelvic drain might not be sufficient for his specific condition. They contemplated over surgery and felt like the benefits of removing a part of his large intestine and colon outweighed the complications associated with surgery.
It was heartbreaking to see my cousin that morning when he received the news that he would not be leaving the hospital. He had obvious signs of anxiety over everything and it was definitely morale crushing for him and all of us. After the general surgeon explained the surgery and what we could expect, my cousin agreed to surgery. It was a difficult decision for him, in many ways. In the culture and environment we were brought up in, surgery is always a bad thing. Surgery pretty much has the connotation of death. But my cousin eventually decided to have the surgery because many of his doctors had the sentiment that if he didn't have the surgery now, he would need it in the end at some point in his life. He just wanted to get all of this over with.
I was happy with his decision because I felt like the (many) pros outweighed the cons. The surgeon would be able to remove the "bad" piece of his intestines and colon and examine the rest of his intestines, in-person. Also, the infected and inflamed area is going to be sent to pathology for a full work up. This way we can determine if my cousin really has Crohn's, TB, or anything else. It will put all of us at ease and help us to better understand his condition and how we can prevent something similar in the future.
Anyways, my cousin had the surgery yesterday morning and although the general surgeon expected many complications with his surgery, she finished the surgery pretty quickly. In about an hour and a half, she removed a few inches from my cousin's large intestines and colon, and re-sectioned everything together! He recovered well post-surgery yesterday and today he began to fart! Farting is a great sign because it shows that his bowels are working and that everything was connected well. Apparently everything so far is working together in his belly.
Even though he's progressing as expected, his fever returned tonight and I'm worried what that could mean. I've been reading up on post-operative fevers and I really hope he doesn't have another infection brewing in a different system of his body.
I'm going back early tomorrow morning to observe him and to see if I can talk to his doctors. I've been spending a lot of time at his hospital, everyday...and it kind of blows because when I'm not at the hospital I'm at the emergency room, working. I feel bad for complaining, but I'm really worn down right now. I just want him to get better and be happy, so we can all be happy.
S
"Give Your Heart a Break" -- Demi Lovato
It was heartbreaking to see my cousin that morning when he received the news that he would not be leaving the hospital. He had obvious signs of anxiety over everything and it was definitely morale crushing for him and all of us. After the general surgeon explained the surgery and what we could expect, my cousin agreed to surgery. It was a difficult decision for him, in many ways. In the culture and environment we were brought up in, surgery is always a bad thing. Surgery pretty much has the connotation of death. But my cousin eventually decided to have the surgery because many of his doctors had the sentiment that if he didn't have the surgery now, he would need it in the end at some point in his life. He just wanted to get all of this over with.
I was happy with his decision because I felt like the (many) pros outweighed the cons. The surgeon would be able to remove the "bad" piece of his intestines and colon and examine the rest of his intestines, in-person. Also, the infected and inflamed area is going to be sent to pathology for a full work up. This way we can determine if my cousin really has Crohn's, TB, or anything else. It will put all of us at ease and help us to better understand his condition and how we can prevent something similar in the future.
Anyways, my cousin had the surgery yesterday morning and although the general surgeon expected many complications with his surgery, she finished the surgery pretty quickly. In about an hour and a half, she removed a few inches from my cousin's large intestines and colon, and re-sectioned everything together! He recovered well post-surgery yesterday and today he began to fart! Farting is a great sign because it shows that his bowels are working and that everything was connected well. Apparently everything so far is working together in his belly.
Even though he's progressing as expected, his fever returned tonight and I'm worried what that could mean. I've been reading up on post-operative fevers and I really hope he doesn't have another infection brewing in a different system of his body.
I'm going back early tomorrow morning to observe him and to see if I can talk to his doctors. I've been spending a lot of time at his hospital, everyday...and it kind of blows because when I'm not at the hospital I'm at the emergency room, working. I feel bad for complaining, but I'm really worn down right now. I just want him to get better and be happy, so we can all be happy.
S
"Give Your Heart a Break" -- Demi Lovato
Monday, May 21, 2012
Real Life, Real Things
Hey,
I've been gone a little while from this blog. I'm actually supposed to be in China right now, but I'm not. This return is supposed to be therapeutic for me.
The past week and a half has been really stressful for me and my family. A week and a half ago my cousin was hospitalized for a pelvic abscess. He had an unrelenting fever when he checked into the emergency room and was septic with a white blood cell count under 300. He was recently diagnosed with Crohn's and had also been taking immunosuppresants, making his condition even more serious. A few days after being hospitalized, he had a minor procedure to drain his abscess. An hour post-surgery though, my cousin became septic again, and things took a turn for the worse. This all happened the day before my trip to China, so naturally my parents and I decided to skip our trip to stay with my cousin.
His surgery was exactly one week ago, and since then, I keep thinking about that hour post-surgery. Before then, I had always felt fortunate enough to never have experienced a loss of a friend or family member. I have experienced grief and grieved, but never grieved over the loss of a person. Last week, I had never been so close to losing a loved one, and I don't know where I would be right now mentally and emotionally if that had actually happened.
The medical staff was able to stabilize and "revive" (too strong of a word?) my cousin and he was moved to the ICU after he became septic. He spent two days in the ICU and then two days in the PCU. Now he's in a general bed and doing much better than he was one week ago. His blood cell count and blood chemistry have s improved and his body is working really hard to help him heal.
I'm so proud of how hard my cousin has fought and is fighting to stay alive and strong. After being moved to the ICU, he had a few frustrating days, where things only seemed to be getting worse. But he toughed it out and things slowly became better. Now he's working on walking with a walker and he's learning to become mobile again. The improvement he has had over the past four days has been emotionally uplifting, especially since my recent happiness hinges only my cousin's success.
It's experiences like these that make you reflect on how lucky you are, or that we are. I can get up every day on my own, use the bathroom, eat, make my own food, and pretty much do whatever I want, however I want, when I want. But because the world works in mysterious ways, some people don't have the ability, or lose the ability to do as they please, to walk on their own, to breathe on their own, or to live their life to the fullest.
Walking around the hospital, in the ICU, PCU, and general surgery floor...and seeing my cousin improve with the supportive care he's received, I've come to appreciate medicine even more. Our bodies do all sorts of messed up shit, but to see a handful of doctors rally around my cousin and work together to support him, medically/physically, makes me even more excited about who I will be able to help and what I will be able to accomplish in the future.
From everything that's happened, I've learned that life is fickle. I want to live life without regrets. I've thought about this somewhat recently, but only in the past week have I've been encouraged to live life actively. Don't sit back and let life pass you by. Work towards your goals, so you'll never have to wonder, what if?
S
Music: "Titanium" -- David Guetta featuring Sia
I've been gone a little while from this blog. I'm actually supposed to be in China right now, but I'm not. This return is supposed to be therapeutic for me.
The past week and a half has been really stressful for me and my family. A week and a half ago my cousin was hospitalized for a pelvic abscess. He had an unrelenting fever when he checked into the emergency room and was septic with a white blood cell count under 300. He was recently diagnosed with Crohn's and had also been taking immunosuppresants, making his condition even more serious. A few days after being hospitalized, he had a minor procedure to drain his abscess. An hour post-surgery though, my cousin became septic again, and things took a turn for the worse. This all happened the day before my trip to China, so naturally my parents and I decided to skip our trip to stay with my cousin.
His surgery was exactly one week ago, and since then, I keep thinking about that hour post-surgery. Before then, I had always felt fortunate enough to never have experienced a loss of a friend or family member. I have experienced grief and grieved, but never grieved over the loss of a person. Last week, I had never been so close to losing a loved one, and I don't know where I would be right now mentally and emotionally if that had actually happened.
The medical staff was able to stabilize and "revive" (too strong of a word?) my cousin and he was moved to the ICU after he became septic. He spent two days in the ICU and then two days in the PCU. Now he's in a general bed and doing much better than he was one week ago. His blood cell count and blood chemistry have s improved and his body is working really hard to help him heal.
I'm so proud of how hard my cousin has fought and is fighting to stay alive and strong. After being moved to the ICU, he had a few frustrating days, where things only seemed to be getting worse. But he toughed it out and things slowly became better. Now he's working on walking with a walker and he's learning to become mobile again. The improvement he has had over the past four days has been emotionally uplifting, especially since my recent happiness hinges only my cousin's success.
It's experiences like these that make you reflect on how lucky you are, or that we are. I can get up every day on my own, use the bathroom, eat, make my own food, and pretty much do whatever I want, however I want, when I want. But because the world works in mysterious ways, some people don't have the ability, or lose the ability to do as they please, to walk on their own, to breathe on their own, or to live their life to the fullest.
Walking around the hospital, in the ICU, PCU, and general surgery floor...and seeing my cousin improve with the supportive care he's received, I've come to appreciate medicine even more. Our bodies do all sorts of messed up shit, but to see a handful of doctors rally around my cousin and work together to support him, medically/physically, makes me even more excited about who I will be able to help and what I will be able to accomplish in the future.
From everything that's happened, I've learned that life is fickle. I want to live life without regrets. I've thought about this somewhat recently, but only in the past week have I've been encouraged to live life actively. Don't sit back and let life pass you by. Work towards your goals, so you'll never have to wonder, what if?
S
Music: "Titanium" -- David Guetta featuring Sia
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