Thursday, November 24, 2011

#29: Turkey Day

I would like to thank for all the crappy, painful, exhausting, disappointing, and simply shitty stuff and all the mistakes, the foolishness, and embarrassment that has happened. I want to thank all the people who made those shitty stuff possible. Because without it and without them, I don't think I would be as grateful for all the good stuff, even the tiny good stuff, that has happened. I've learned a lot this past year about what to do, what not to do, who I am, and who I am not. I believe I've grown and become ever so slightly better because of my experiences.

I'm happy and proud to be a medical student. However much I bitch and moan about med school, I am truly happy to wake up each day and learn about what I love, medicine. I don't care if you think that sounds cheesy because I know it's true. Even when I want to shoot my brains out learning about psychiatry or the different Hodgkin's lymphomas, I love what I learn.

I want to thank my parents, my sister, my cousin, my aunt, and other family members. Even when things were rough, they stuck by me, especially my sister. She's awesome.

I love the close friends I have. I can call them up when I'm flustered and stressed out from studying and they would talk to me about random things to get my mind off of med school. I can call them about how to wash wool or how to buy car insurance. One friend in specific actually welcomes me to talk about my med school issues, and that's a great friend right there.

Definitely not last, I'm tremendously thankful for my friendship with my med school buddy, or just simply buddy, Jesse and his wife Jackie. They've taken care of me when I felt like absolute shit because of med school and when I don't feel like shit. Plus, I can fall asleep on their couch when I'm a lazy bastard to walk 2 minutes back to my apartment.

It might not always be awesome every day, but I'm thankful to be where I am and with the best people I can think of and without those who I couldn't care less about. Thanks.

Question
Let's not focus on all the happy puppies moment. What "bad" thing are you actually thankful for? Why?

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