One of the most humbling things about medical school is the realization of how little you actually can do for some patients. You can learn everything about rare condition X, but when faced with a patient you can sometimes be left with option A, which will mostly likely not work, and option B, which is to enjoy the time you have left. Having a parent who faced these types of odds and survived I can often forget what this really means to a person.
Another humbling thing about medical school is how little you know. I have sat through almost every lecture, study for up to 14 hours a day, and I still do not have a fraction of the knowledge I need to be a competent doctor. This is a lifelong path of learning, for each encounter with every patient is a teaching experience. I am happy to be a part of people's lives, even if it is for just a fleeting moment.

Ok, enough deep thoughts. I am frantically trying to study here. I went to the Twins v. LA Angels last night. Darin did not have a stellar night, but he did get on base with a single and scored a run. I am hoping that tonight the Angels win and that I get to see one of these three things 1. Guerrero hit a homer 2. KRod pitch an inning and get the save or 3. Darin hit a homer or get a double RBI hit of some sort
I will admit that going to the Angels games with Matt is not half as fun as it was last year going with Jenny. I hope that next year the games fall at a better time for both of us so we can ditch Matt and have fun!

Boards are creeping up in the horizon. I am really starting to feel behind in my studying, which is exactly what I need to get going. This test really sucks, but it is just another right of passage on the way to my goal.....

Is it reasonable for me to rail at Matt for being a forgetful buffoon when that is one of his endearing qualities? Right now it is driving me nuts because I don't have the time to fix his messes (such as missing the bus when I have to be at the VA in the morning because he can't find his softball jersey). Sometimes I swear I am married to a ten year old instead of a twenty-four year old. Oh well, from talking to my other married friends in medical school this is not a uncommon feeling.

Good luck to Dan and Catie as they go to Beloit to look for a new house. Oh, and Happy 24th B-day to big Daddy Dan. I can hardly imagine having a kid right now, but you and Catie make it look easy... I hope you come up with an outstanding LarBeck Lager that we can all enjoy when we visit.

Ok, I MUST get back to studying leukemias......