Friday, February 27, 2009

Finals Week

You know that phenomenon, "How many licks does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Roll Pop?"  Well I am here to add a new question to the list of mysteries that can never really be answered: "How many hours can you spend at a library without going bonkers?"

In the past week I have spent a better part of each day studying at W.T. Young Library.  I had my Genetics final on Monday and my Biochem final is in, well, 34 minutes.  I have come to know the security guards, the clean up crew, and the "regulars" at the library.  I have seen people do things at the library that they would never do anywhere else.  Stress induced, I'm sure.  See images below.

Yes, do not let your eyes deceive you, that is a clown at the library.


I have had many good laughs over the last week.  WTY has become my new home.  My best friend.  Something I can always count on to be screaming my name in earnest love.  It's like my blanky, that is, until you have been there 10+ hours, without leaving once even to eat.  Kind of like the sleep hangover you get when you've been in bed for too long.  The bed, and the library, are only meant to be used so much.  The last 3 days have been overkill: 10 hours Tuesday, 11 hours Wednesday, and 12 hours yesterday.  I believe the photo below was taken ~9 hours in on Wednesday.  You can only take so much of a "good" thing.


Well I'm off to take the final.  Wish me luck.  Hopefully my brain isn't dead from my adventures at the library!


Monday, February 23, 2009

You learn something new every day!

What would you call what is up with this guy's hair (besides awesome)?  Not the mullet, but the hair at forehead line?

Well apparently it's a "cowlick".  I don't know how this got past me for 24 years, but I've been calling them "calics" all this time.  Glad I got that straightened out today so that I wouldn't look ignorant any longer!  

God bless cowlicks!  Especially this stud muffin's!

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Dating 101: How to Woo

During the last 3 months, I have been the recipient of a young gentleman's full attention.  Although I tried to break it off many a time, he respectfully ignored my requests and kept pursuing.  I have slowly started to give into his consistent efforts, much to his delight.  I believe it would be impossible for any girl to turn him down after everything he did for me this Valentine's weekend.  

The Valentine's Day journey began last weekend when he brought me a dozen roses, a teddy bear, and a card which asked me to be his date to Caduceus, the medical school prom, on Friday night, and then another card which asked me to be his date on Valentine's Day on Saturday night.  I checked "yes" on both cards and laughed at him because of course I would go with him to these things, I am his girlfriend.  But he was quick to correct me and say that it was only proper to formally ask a lady for an evening out on the town, no matter how serious the relationship was.  What a gentleman!


This past Thursday evening he dropped me off at my apartment after a long day of studying.  As I was getting ready for bed, I remembered that I needed to set the alarm on my phone.  I reached into my purse to get it and found an iPhone instead.  Confused, I picked it up and Ed smiled.  "Happy Valentine's Day babe, here's your first gift."  Once I got over the shock, I started jumping up and down on the couch.  Now I have two phones with two different numbers.  I am still on my parent's family plan and now have joined Ed's.  Slightly unnecessary to have two phones, but what am I supposed to do? :)

The next night was Caduceus.  He had told me that I needed to pack an overnight bag because he was taking me somewhere after the dance.  He picked me up at my apartment with a dozen red roses in hand.  We took some pictures then he whisked me off to Portofino's, one of the nicest restaurants in downtown Lexington, in his freshly cleaned car.  After a wonderful meal, we went on to the dance, where we spent the next couple of hours dancing and hanging out with all of our slightly inebriated classmates.  We left the dance earlier than most because Ed told me he needed to take me the secret place and get me to bed because tomorrow was a big day.


After only a short drive, we pulled into the Griffin Gate Marriott (one of the nicest hotels in town).  He had gotten me my very own room for the evening.  He had even decorated it with balloons and rose petals.  And I can't forget the box of Godiva chocolate covered strawberries and raspberries!  He tucked me in to bed, set my alarm, then left to go back to his house.  I woke up to breakfast in bed and a "morning of relaxation" planned at the spa!  He had gotten me a manicure, pedicure, fully body massage, and a facial!


The spa experience was unbelievable!  The facial surprised me the most.  I loved it!  But every second of that morning was fantastic.  I finished around 12:15 and Ed was sitting in the lounge waiting for me.  We then went to get lunch and saw a movie (Confessions of a Shopaholic).  After all of that I was exhausted so he dropped me off at my apartment and let me catch a quick nap before bringing me more flowers (tulips this time!) and taking me out for another evening of surprise activities.  He took me to downtown Midway to a quaint little restaurant called Bistro La Belle.  We enjoyed a wonderful 4 course meal before going to Versailles to see the play, "The Curious Savage", at the local theater.  


That, my friends, is how to woo a woman.  I definitely got myself a good Valentine. I fear that he may be spoiling me though!  The Lord knows I definitely don't deserve it!  



PS - You are probably wondering what I got him since he went to such great lengths for me?  Well....ummm....nothing like that.  I painted him something to hang on his wall.  After all he did though, I will have to cook him dinner for a year to break even!  




Friday, February 6, 2009

ouch

A few things I don't know or didn't know until the present moment: 

1) In med school, some professors like to give the same test twice.  You're probably thinking, oh that's nice, that gives you a chance to redeem yourself.  But here's the deal:  they don't tell you this key fact in advance, so you prepare for the new material thinking the stuff on the previous test that you failed won't be on this test, but then SURPRISE, half the questions on the test have nothing to do with the new material.  After the test was over, one classmate put it perfectly, "I didn't know I'd have to fail the same test twice."  
2) How one man (Dr. Turco) could be so completely obsessed with diabetes and insulin.  I swear a third of the cases presented on the exam had patients suffering from diabetes.  We get it.  Move on.  Let them have PKU, hyperlipidemia, Ornithine Transcarbamoylase Deficiency, hemochromatosis, or gout.  For the love of Pete.
3) How many more blows to the ego I can take.  It's seriously starting to hurt.

Rough week.





And yes, I still believe I will be a good doctor, even if I'm not good at biochemistry.

Friday, January 30, 2009

I want to do this

This is INSANE!  I didn't even know this existed....

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Perspective

You know that headache you get after a good, long cry?  That's what I have right now as I sit here in front of my computer screen, trying to forget all the hustle and bustle of a snow day or of the looming biochemistry test, and attempt to put into words what it was like to attend Coach Sallee's funeral this afternoon.  And I know whatever I say, it won't do him justice. Coach truly was the hands, feet, and heart of Jesus here on earth.  He lived to serve others, and he did that so beautifully.  Constantly giving his love and support to everyone who was fortunate to cross paths with him.  And while my biggest regret is that I didn't reach out my hand to him during these last 10 months as he battled cancer, I left the funeral today seeing such an outpouring of love from the LCA, East Jessamine, and church communities.  Coach did not die a lonely man, that is for sure.  He died a man who finally got to be on the receiving end of all the love he had so graciously given out during the last 25 years of ministry, teaching, and coaching.  

Funerals always put life in perspective.  That is going to be one day, laying in a casket in front of a congregation of loved ones.  And it makes you ponder, what are they going to say about me?  Did I live my life for things eternal?  Did I "love God and love people", as Coach always preached every day at basketball practice?  I actually take that back, Coach didn't have to preach that, because we all saw it every day with how he lived.  I pray that I can some day be half the person that he was.  God took a good one home.  I can understand why He wanted him up there with Him!

Here is a link for a video and an article that was printed on the front page of the Lexington Herald Leader last Monday, only four days before he passed away.  What an unbelievable man he was.  I will definitely miss him.


Celebrating the life of Ralph Sallee, 1954-2009.

Monday, January 26, 2009

Hitler's Aggie Football Rant

A friend sent this to me and I found it worthy of a good laugh. Especially at the end...just keep watching!