You know? I'm still trying to figure that out.
I thought first year was hard, then second year welcomed me with open, fiery arms. The smoke caused quite the haze, one I'm still emerging from.
Second year: The year with 40+ hours of lecture a week (this includes me listening and taking notes). The year of non-stop studying. The year where I was in clinic 8 hours a week. The year of Level 1 (AKA Step 1). The year of non-stop studying. Oh, I already said that. So, I guess that's where I have been. In the arms of this fiery monster I can't get enough of- medical school! But, I wasn't burned alive. I'm back and ready to share. :)
