I've been in medical school for 3 weeks now. It's still pretty surreal and at times I have to remind myself that this is "for real" but I'm having a good time. My classmates are all pretty great and have come from a million different backgrounds which really makes things exciting. Everyone is pretty friendly and I've made many friends. The transition to medical school has been kind of hard for me. I've been a little apprehensive about everything: school, how my dad is doing, making new friends, telling new friends about myself, being in a new place, getting back into studying, getting ready for tests, etc. But I'm sticking to my personality and not giving up. I'm hanging in there. I finally caved in and told a professor about mom early last week. I hadn't told any of my professors before as it all happened so fast and I didn't know any of them by name. It was incredibly hard but he was very kind and I had a great conversation with him. Today I was able to tell two more people.
I wasn't that excited about studying during the first two weeks of school. But one of my good friends from UGA just transfered to my school and since then I've been slowly building up my excitment and getting back into my old study modes. It's been really great for me. I have a postcard that my mom wrote me when I was a freshman in college. I was going through a similar phase during that time, where I was apprehensive about a new beginning. Mom wrote me a postcard where she tells me that hard work pays off. There have been times in my life where I didn't believe that statement at all. But right now, I have the postcard framed and put on my kitchen counter. I look at it every day. I know she would've said that to me today, if she were here, and I know she's saying it to me from wherever she is..so I'm trying hard to stay focused, work hard, and hopefully it'll pay off. I have to admit, it's not easy and so far I haven't worked the hardest I could..but I'm getting there.