82 sunny and breezy degrees

Yep, it's Spring.

And I'm on my family practice rotation.

Really can't complain.

I'm working with a great preceptor, learning something new pretty much every hour and still keeping sane hours, with weekends off. I start around 7:30 and usually don't end until 6 or 6:30, but only four times a week! We see patients non-stop, which can be exhausting sometimes, but my preceptor keeps things interesting and the variety of family practice pretty much promises that something new will always be around the corner. I'm finally starting to understand the musculoskeletal system. (Despite doing well in anatomy, I never had the 3D picture quite figured out.) I still get a bit of apprehension whenever someone comes in with a shoulder or hip injury. I move around their limbs trying to remember how everything connects together, but it gets a bit overwhelming nonethessless. I'm pretty sure that if I don't learn it during these four weeks, I don't stand a chance.

I do enjoy family practice: taking to a 6 year old about a rash one minute and then to a 60 year old about her hypertension the next. It's just too short of a residency for me to feel like I would get adequately trained. I'm starting to reconsider the Internal Medicine/Pediatrics dual residency, but with only one program in California (in southern ca nonetheless!), I just can't bring myself to do it.

Good things have been happening to friends of mine: the babies are all growing up too quickly: Truman is talking, Fiona is walking, Cora is rolling, Sabine is getting longer and longer by the day from what I can tell by the pictures (Clo! I need a Sabine update!), and Claire is 1 whole month old. Three friends are geting hitched in a few months. Another just got himself a cute boyfriend...and an even cuter dog. Another friend passed a nemesis of a test that she'd been working her ass off to conquer.

It's strange to sometimes pause and look around you and see how everyone is moving forward in their lives. It's nice, but a little sad... like when you're reading an amazing book and you briefly pause to realize that the pages in your hands are finite.