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Sunday, July 24, 2005

the end of b.m.s. time...

tonight, i returned my rental car to the msp airport that i've been using to get my apartment together... in order to get back, i took this shuttle service--it's similar to any airport shuttle service that picks you up at home or your hotel, or drops you off somewhere respectively--anyway, i took this shuttle from the airport back, and i found myself jammed into a modified fifteen passenger van...

i was sitting in the back seat between a young kid (eight-year-oldish brandishing a gameboy advance), and a woman clutching a yellow manila envelope, and, if you've been a patient or around medicine at all, you would quickly recognize it as containing x-ray files, and make the leap that she, or potentially the kid, is a patient at Man's Cinic...

incidently, she wasn't with the kid (no one was, interestingly enough, and by the looks of the hotel he was dropped off at, he's probably running away in style having pilfered his parents platinum amex card)... but we got to talking a bit, and, as it turns out, she happened to be a returning patient to Man's Clinic, and she was obviously comfortable talking about her condition given the volume of the voice and the other ten people in the van. she had been suffering with symptoms of an unknown autoimmune disorder for nearly two years, and suspected that she might have MS triggered by a severe respiratory infection that immediately preceded the onset of her condition...

and she asked about me and my move and starting medical school, and i talked a bit about my interests and my background, and she was especially pleased to hear about my interest in infectious disease and immunology, which relate to her condition...

as I was getting out, we said goodbye... and the last thing she said to me was to study hard, because in a few years, i might be her doctor...

at that moment i realized that tonight was the last night of before medical school time (b.m.s. time), and starting in the morning, i'll be training as a physician... i'll be the junior-most member of this professional guild... and maybe there's no going back...

i thought it was kind of a momentous moment...

anyway, tomorrow at 8 a.m., everything fires up, and i'm officially a med student...

i'm excited, and a bit daunted...

i'll let you know how it goes...

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