So it occured to me today that school has become like a nightmare swimming lesson. Picture yourself in the 12 ft. deep section of an olympic-size swimming pool. Now add the fact that the only preparation for this swim was that you recently aquired Floaties (but still haven't quite figured out the exact way to inflate and use them). At this point, you're either a sad 3 year old who has the remarkable ability to read blogs but is about to drown, or you are in medical school.
Being the later, I'll go on. So, you're in the middle lane and you are trying to make it down to the 3ft. section of the pool. Seems easy, right? Until your swim instructors start running along the side of the pool (where are the uptight, "No Running!"-lifeguards when you need them?) and throwing buckets of water at you. Yes, that's right, splashes out on you stealing what little breath of air you had; and, oh why not, the bucket itself hits you in the head too.
One after another, after another! They never stop! The next thing you know, the swim instructor is flying overhead in a National Forest Service Fire Helicopter and releases 500,000 gallons of water, knocking you 11ft back underwater again.
OK, so maybe it's not that bad. I know I'm complaining about something that I *willingly* pursued. But there really is no such thing as even being "caught up" these days. Every test hinges on the fact that if you just happen to miss one question too many..*just one question* more than the person next to you, there is a good chance that you're goin' home. The stakes are high, and the financial debt you're already in is higher.
I'm thinking medical school must be something like NAVY SEALs "for the rest of us."
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Keeping your head above water can seem nearly impossible at times, but you're in luck! You married the water-treading champion (from way back in the days of YMCA swim lessons). I'll tread water and hold you up so you can take those essential breaths of air, knowing all along that when I get tired and start floundering you'll be there to hold me up. Love, Me
Mark, you are absolutely right. It is tough and I commend you for even attempting it. But I know that you have what it takes to make it thru. I know at times you may doubt yourself and I know how easy it is to get distracted and want to do the things you don't have time for anymore. But that's life baby. You have to trudge thru and you have to keep pushing yourself. It will make you a better person in the end and in this case, it will make you an amazing doctor. Just think, if you can handle this and survive, you'll have the tools to take on just about anything else. Plus, you have an advantage. You have a wonderful wife who will be there for you thru everything. Lean on her when you need her. That's what she's there for. She loves you and will do all within her power to help you succeed. Same goes for the rest of us who love you. Call if you need to blow off steam or anything and know we are always with you.
i so commented on this.. but i dont remember what i said. just remember i love you!
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