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New Chapter. New Roles.
These months have all been about change and adjusting to it:
I have to be adjust to being a resident. I have to adjust to being a doctor. I have to adjust to being a husband. And we can add another item to the list.
Now, I also have to adjust to being an uncle.

New Chapter. New Roles.

These months have all been about change and adjusting to it:

I have to be adjust to being a resident. I have to adjust to being a doctor. I have to adjust to being a husband. And we can add another item to the list.

Now, I also have to adjust to being an uncle.

It’s a Date!
Within a year’s time, my fiancée and I will be starting a new chapter of our lives together. The date has been set, the venue has been chosen, and the countdown has begun. Now comes the challenging task of planning everything else as we approach the day.

It’s a Date!

Within a year’s time, my fiancée and I will be starting a new chapter of our lives together. The date has been set, the venue has been chosen, and the countdown has begun. Now comes the challenging task of planning everything else as we approach the day.

Turning Twenty-Five.
Year twenty-four has been a year of firsts and a year full of surprises. It has been the year I have grown the most as a medical student. It has been the year I have grown the most as a person. It has been the year I dedicated my life to be with my partner. 
I would characterize that as being a good year. We will see what the next year has in store.

Turning Twenty-Five.

Year twenty-four has been a year of firsts and a year full of surprises. It has been the year I have grown the most as a medical student. It has been the year I have grown the most as a person. It has been the year I dedicated my life to be with my partner. 

I would characterize that as being a good year. We will see what the next year has in store.

Mood: Uncertain

Candidly, I will admit that I have had my hands full for the last few weeks. Though I feel that they have been tremendous learning experiences thus far, I am starting to feel the breakneck pace wearing me down a little.

Though it is commonly said by those who came before to “not worry” and “to accept the uncertainties and the unknowns” of third year, it is hard to shake off the feeling of incompetence and inadequacies in what I do and what I know. 

While I wholeheartedly accept that there is a method to the madness and that in the end everything will be alright, I find myself struggling. Now in deep uncharted waters, I am afraid I will not be able to keep my head above the rising tides.

Life, Interrupted: Five Days of Chemo

"Every month, I go to the hospital to receive outpatient chemotherapy injections for five days in a row. My doctors say this will be my routine for the next year."

I remember when my father underwent chemotherapy. “Experimental combination,” the oncologist would say. The cancer was aggressive and advanced. A standard treatment protocol was out of consideration. There was not much they could do about his mets, but they were hopeful that chemo would prolong his life beyond the months they could foresee. 

Sadly, that never came to pass, but what did pass was the terrible after effects of chemotherapy. My father was a strong man, and even in his last days following chemo, the misery of it was plainly obvious. It is such a strange and horrible dilemma to suffer at the hands of either cancer unchecked or of the potent and toxic chemo.

To not have undergone chemo would have most likely made his last days easier, but then again, at that point, we were willing to take any chance.

Follow the link to read the first person account of Suleika Jaouad as she writes about her experiences as a young adult with cancer in the series: Life, Interrupted.

The Final Touches.
I am sorry for the lack of updates today, everyone; I have spent the day moving the rest of my belongings over to my new place. Now, all that is left to do is to unpack, tidy up, and add the final touches.
Finally, I have a shelf and a place for my books! 

The Final Touches.

I am sorry for the lack of updates today, everyone; I have spent the day moving the rest of my belongings over to my new place. Now, all that is left to do is to unpack, tidy up, and add the final touches.

Finally, I have a shelf and a place for my books! 

When is the "right time" to start a family? — Asked by Anonymous

That really is a personal choice. Medical school makes it much more difficult to plan for but people still find time to start one.

Getting married in medical school happens often and that depends on your own planning. Most will get married before third year as it is the most challenging year to adjust to.

Some of the ladies in class also do have children and take a year off (or not) but again that is a personal choice. The common path for having children is to do so after finishing medical school, although some of the older students in class had children prior to going into medical school.

Their plans are as varied as their life stories. 

Personally, I do not plan to start a family until I graduate medical school.

Slow Week

To my readers,

I apologize for the slow pace on the blog recently; this upcoming weekend will continue to be thus. I will be spending some quality time with my partner before third year officially begins. Thank you for your understanding and I look forward to sharing more stories soon.

Sincerely,
Tom of the Medical State of Mind 

What qualities did you see in yourself that made you confident that medical school and becoming a doctor was the right career path for you? — Asked by aeroportage

Medicine has a tendency to attract a certain demographic of people that share many qualities. They can be good or bad depending on the circumstances. It is the nature of the beast.

I have always held great respect for this field. Curiosity and interest led me here. I would like to believe I am a hard worker, dedicated to perfecting my craft, and have a hunger for knowledge. Beyond them there are of course other qualities like independence, leadership and compassion etc., qualities that we are all gifted with. It is only when you get into medicine that you realize that there are people who are even more qualified in these areas. I am always amazed by those around me.

To that end, I do not know if the qualities I possess are enough to succeed in this profession but I make do with what I have and do the best I can.

Why is medicine the right career path for me? That is a deeply personal question where the answer is a feeling. I feel it in my bones and in my heart and I cannot explain to you why it feels right. However, what I can tell you is why I continue: I continue in medicine because it is my passion, it is my dream. I continue because I promised my late father I would pursue that which makes me happy. I continue because losing my father to cancer means something to me. 

I continue because I believe in myself.

Nightmare Fuel, the What If Scenario of Family Building in Medicine.
One of my friends from before medical school texted me early in the morning with this revelation. I suppose I should be comforted by her concern but at the same time I am worried about the content of her dreams.
Take a deep breath. My partner and I have a plan, and babies are not coming for a while.
All of that aside, family building is definitely a very relevant topic within medical school, especially among the ladies in our class. When should marriage happen? When should we all begin raising a family? For the men of class, this is a subject that can be taken slowly; for the ladies, biology is not as kind to them and our obstetrician lecturers took every opportunity to drive that point home: 

"Advanced maternal age starts at 35, increasing the risk of Down syndrome. The choice is clear for all you young ladies: get started now! Because medical school takes forever and you do not want to miss the deadline!" 

Those be fear-mongering words.
Of course, things are never that simple. Following rearing, there is that critical period of nursing, transitioning soon after to raising the child. The dilemma that many of my female colleagues face is the fear of taking maternity leave and losing their edge and falling behind or falling out altogether; on the other hand, nobody wants to wait too long to begin the family process. Thus, should the solution be to pursue a shorter residency, even if it meant not doing what they wanted to? Is the answer to start now? Later?
There is no right or wrong answer for many of the young ladies in class and it is something of a struggle for themselves and their partners.
Planning far into the future is always at the mercy of change; for me and my partner though, this particular plan is one we intend to stay the course.

Nightmare Fuel, the What If Scenario of Family Building in Medicine.

One of my friends from before medical school texted me early in the morning with this revelation. I suppose I should be comforted by her concern but at the same time I am worried about the content of her dreams.

Take a deep breath. My partner and I have a plan, and babies are not coming for a while.

All of that aside, family building is definitely a very relevant topic within medical school, especially among the ladies in our class. When should marriage happen? When should we all begin raising a family? For the men of class, this is a subject that can be taken slowly; for the ladies, biology is not as kind to them and our obstetrician lecturers took every opportunity to drive that point home: 

"Advanced maternal age starts at 35, increasing the risk of Down syndrome. The choice is clear for all you young ladies: get started now! Because medical school takes forever and you do not want to miss the deadline!" 

Those be fear-mongering words.

Of course, things are never that simple. Following rearing, there is that critical period of nursing, transitioning soon after to raising the child. The dilemma that many of my female colleagues face is the fear of taking maternity leave and losing their edge and falling behind or falling out altogether; on the other hand, nobody wants to wait too long to begin the family process. Thus, should the solution be to pursue a shorter residency, even if it meant not doing what they wanted to? Is the answer to start now? Later?

There is no right or wrong answer for many of the young ladies in class and it is something of a struggle for themselves and their partners.

Planning far into the future is always at the mercy of change; for me and my partner though, this particular plan is one we intend to stay the course.