The Debt of Graduating Medical Students.
Education is never a cheap proposition but studying medicine has a huge financial impact on prospective doctors. This is always the key challenge regardless of who you are or what background you come from.
Therefore, always have a plan going into medical school. Speak with a financial advisor, either at your bank or with your medical college. They can help build a portfolio and projection of what your savings and expenditures looks like. Maybe you are richer than you think and can afford a short vacation to somewhere exotic. Maybe you need to reduce the amount you spend going out for dinner. It is an opportunity to build perspective and understanding of your own finances.
The Satchel.
Through thick and thin, my satchel has accompanied me through medical school. Initially, it strictly carried books and papers; now it is a repurposed bag for a clinical life.
I talked briefly about what I usually carry with me in my first clinical pearl post. In response to Wayfaring MD’s post, I thought I would share what I actually bring with me. These are my standard issue items, with room for switching or adding more items as needed:
Other items that I will sometimes include are rotation specific pocketbooks, headphones, and my phone charger to name a few.
To the medical readers, what do you carry with you? Tag your response with #what’s in your pocket.
Monday.
My hopes this morning were dashed as soon as I took a breath. A stuffy nose. Achoo! I had not yet fully recovered.
I went to work sounding a little worse for wear and it only went downhill from there. My voice got hoarser, my throat felt raspier, my urge to cough grew greater.
I felt miserable. Yet here I was, seeing patients in the emergency department. I developed a metric for the patients I saw: if you felt and looked better than me, you were probably not sick enough to stay in hospital.
Worked like a charm.
And I still feel terrible.
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.
For last year’s words belong to last year’s language
And next year’s words await another voice.
And to make an end is to make a beginning.
Scheduling Balance.
Readers often ask me and I often talk about finding balance while being in medical school. It helps improve your learning, your productivity, and your lifestyle while preventing burn out. This is however - as I know first hand - easier said than done.
Today, I thought I might talk about one of the tools I use to scheduling balance: the calendar. We have all seen it; many of you might even use it on a day to day basis. It comes in many forms, from the large poster boards on your wall, to the agenda you carry in your bag, to the phone you carry in your pocket.
The balance I strive for is easily overcome by the demands of medicine. There is no shortage of work, calls, and rounds to attend if I was so inclined. To prevent this bias, my schedule has to be balanced by the counter argument: the personal events and interests. If there are important events or activities I would like to do, I waste no time putting them in, no matter how trivial it is.
To have the calendars visible at all times side by side, reinforces the importance and interplay they have with each other. No calendar is more important than the other.
Since I am in a relationship, I have found the digital calendar that syncs between my computer and phone to be the best fit for me. Not only can I add activities and events from either device at any time, I also have access to my partner’s calendar and she mine, making it easier to plan get togethers.
Scheduling balance works best when you are willing to put in the time to creating and maintaining your calendar as well as checking it regularly to make the most of your planning. Depending on how often you choose to do both, your mileage with the calendars may vary.
With a calendar well stocked and at your side at all times, you can easily check before you say “yes.” At the end of the day, life balance cannot be achieved no matter what tools you use if you cannot confidently say “no.”
There are some days on the ward where I feel both. However, if I could go through a day feeling only one, I would choose being sleepy rather than hungry. I simply cannot stand not having food.
Which would you rather feel?

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方大同的『愛愛愛』(Love, Love, Love by Khalil Fong).
This weekend has been different. With only three weeks left until my winter break begins, I have felt sluggish trying to study. Instead, I spent my time leisurely away from my books. I spent a pleasant evening with friends, another wonderful morning with my partner, and an afternoon searching…
I will get back to that last point on a later day. Having said that, my quest has left me positively in good spirits. Stay tuned.
A Peppermint Mocha a Day Keeps the Sleepiness Away.
“Pace yourself” is the common thread to most of the advice we receive nowadays. The pace I have set for myself is decent but certainly not sustainable. Unfortunately, with assessments approaching and stresses mounting, I am forced to at least stick by these committed hours for the next week.
Until then, behold my secret weapon, courtesy of the Starbucks in the lobby.
Things will get better by Words Over Pixels.
I recently had an opportunity to visit the city. Though there is much studying to be done, I needed the time to clear my head. After this past week, I had to have a change in scenery.
I took the opportunity to visit my barber. I have seen him for nearly five years. He has followed me along on my journey in short fifteen minute moments through my time in pharmacy, and now in medicine. It had been over a month since I had a chance to come into the city, but he recognized me instantly.
“How is medical school treating you?”
“Oh, I have had some better days. Just recently though. Overall it has been great.”
“No kidding. Well, I can guarantee that you are going to feel better now that you have seen me!”
And on went his usual joking banter. But in a way, even as he continued, there was some truth to his words. I could look at myself in the mirror and see a cleaner look take shape, one that was stripped of the baggage I had accumulated over the last month. The weight was literally being taken off my head with every cut and trim.
It was relaxing. It was therapeutic. It was reinvigorating.
To that end, I did feel better. However, I equally hope that things will get better in my clerkship. The two are intertwined and each influences the other. Perhaps this was the change of pace that I needed. Only time will tell.