Lately I've struggled to think cohesively, so here's another list.
1. I started clinical rotations a couple of weeks ago. People are mysterious, wonderful creatures. The older ones look like sacks filled with pancake batter and the younger ones have the biggest eyes around authority figures. Side note, I have become an authority figure (though sometimes I realize I know less than the ones with the big eyes).
2. I've made a replacement "Treat yoself" painting (Doc destroyed the first one), so this house finally feels like a home.
3. In the past few weeks, I heard the click of a prosthetic heart valve, I felt the weakness of a stroke victim's right hand--the one he used to use to write, and I smelled melena. PowerPoint just can't teach you that stuff.
4. I hate PowerPoint.
5. Every person has at least one fungal infection on their body, usually in their toenails. And nobody seems to care.
6. Eating dinner with Nate makes me feel alive. I like to hear about his Foosball games at work and dream with him about when we'll cruise around the world on a sailboat.
7. This is what it says on the back cover of the book I'm currently reading: "Still Life With Woodpecker is sort of a love story that takes place inside a pack of camel cigarettes. It reveals the purpose of the moon, explains the difference between criminals and outlaws, examines the conflict between social activism and romantic individualism, and paints a portrait of contemporary society that includes powerful Arabs, exiled royalty, and pregnant cheerleaders. It also deals with the problem of redheads."
8. I'm gonna go do some pottery. Deuces.
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