I've been away from Penn on my oral surgery externship and learning a lot. None of this hair net life (pout optional) for a week-- just scalpels, I&D's, and many many extractions. I swear this is what my dad thinks I do as a dentist... because every time I talk to him after school he's asking how many teeth I've taken out that day.
This is the countdown:
1 week to end of externship
2 weeks to move-in date
3 weeks to graduation
Where did time go??
I cut my finger last weekend and spent an evening Facetiming all the doctors in my phone book. In one week, my little finger’s healed up miraculously fast, but I was convinced I would be capable of extracting class 3 mobility teeth only. At a lunch meeting, the dentist emphasized taking care of ourselves- watching out for burnout, working out (get BIG), and eating well. And there I was, staring at my bandaged up pinky and greasy plate of pizza oils. It's a hard balance being kind to yourself (gosh I love caramel popcorn) and checking yourself (eating out every single day of the week? come on).
Some days I feel very big, and other days very small. I know so much already and still have so much to learn. Being humble and proud, satisfied and hungry, it's trix-tricky. I'm simultaneously ready to GET OUTTA HERE and stay a little longer.
Here's our group of lions at our senior dinner at the Union League last week...
...where not a single drop of tear left my face. Just sniffles.