The Awkward First Post

I recently enrolled in medical school.  Which is pretty awesome, because I want nothing more than to be a doctor, and pretty terrifying, because now I have to actually learn how to be one.  I have to act like an adult and buy groceries and pay bills.  I only just figured out credit cards.

I'm starting this blog, because if I hadn't decided to go into medicine, I would have been a writer.  And I'm writing in it now, several months before I'll actually start medical school, because I want to begin at the absolute beginning, and today is the day I sent in the card to hold my place in next year's class.  Also, I really don't want to study for finals right now.  I am sure that the day I send in the deposit on my tuition will be an epic entry indeed.

But I'll use today's entry to fill in some of the exposition to my story.  I was not one of those kids who wanted to be a doctor since forever.  I was going to be a novelist, until I found out how much money the typical novelist makes.  Then I was going to go into biological research, until I learned what grad school is like.  (Props to you grad students, I could never do what you kids do...)  So then I was going to...presumably graduate college and get some sort of job that paid money.  Then one summer, almost on a whim, I decided to become an EMT.  If you're looking for a job that takes only a few months of training, and yet is exciting, rewarding, and impressive-sounding, consider becoming an EMT, because we need more of them in this country.  If you like it, become a paramedic.  And if you like it and you are an academic masochist and a little power-hungry, consider med school.