High Blood Pressure

Today I was working at a Health Fair screening people's blood pressure. It is one of those few instances when I get to feel like I am in med school and am learning how to be helpful to people's health. I was a little nervous at first, so I don't actually know if the first 5 or 10 people got their correct blood pressures taken. As the afternoon progessed though, I got a little better, and more accurate.

The most rewarding part were three people that made an impact on me today. The first was a woman who was quite upset about her husband's recent surgery (it was the third one this month.) She started to cry and I did my best to comfort her. As she left she thanked me for listening to her and said she felt better. The second was another lady that told me that she wished she could have a doctor like me. And the third was a man that said that one day I would make a good doctor because I was reallly nice and had a nice smile. That is not including the women that went to go get their co-workers to come to the Health fair and get their blood pressure checked because they liked how we treated them and their were interested in know more about how to take care of themselves. It is quite amazing the number of hospital employees that we saw today. Though they work in a hospital, they don't regularly go to their doctor. (who is surprised?) So, even though we were working in a fancy hospital, I think we touched a lot of lives today, in a small way. And that is what medicine is all about. All we did was talk to people and give them a little advice on how to live a little healthier. I am happy.

So you may ask, why is it that I was only impacted by those that gave me compliments? Well, there are times, quite a bit actually, when I sit and wonder whether or not this is the career that I want. I think about whether or not I will make a good doctor. So when somebody, who doesn't know me, tells me that they would like me to be their doctor, it makes me think that maybe, all those sacrifices (a little dramatic, i know) are going to be worth it. If I can help a few people, then all those thousands of dollars that I am paying to study medicine, may be worth it.

Just in case you are wondering: Normal blood pressure is under 120/80. Drink lots of water. Limit the amount of sodium you take in. Women: eat calcium and fiber everyday!! Take the stairs every once in a while. Tell your doctor the truth. Ask lots of questions. And smile! Live long and healthy!

He's just not that into you

Good little book. Read it last night. But I must admit that I did not feel so empowered that it changed my life. I mean, I agree with a lot of what was said in the book, but I just may be that because I am not in a relationship nor am I ready to admit that I want a relationship, but I just didn't feel like it changed a lot of my thoughts or perceptions about dating.

Here is my theory, I do not nearly meet enough new people in my day to day living to have a good pool to draw from for possible new boys in my life. When I go out with my friends, I am usually to busy having fun with them to even bother to notice anyone around me (ok, so maybe I notice, but who really want to pick up sketchy people up at clubs and bars.) So, then I am merely left to deal with the pre-exisiting boys (which is first, not healthy, and second, boring).


Finally, I do have to address the issues that I have.

1. Being interested in boys that are totally unavailable (have girlfriends, live in a different states, are totally out of my league)
2. When I happen to find an available boy that could possibly be interested -- i run, even before he has a chance to figure out whether or not he really is interested.
3. Saying that I don't want a relationship that takes too much time or work.

What am I supposed to do about this? Some say that when the right boy comes along, all of that will change. I say, is there only one right boy? Can't there by more than one, and does he have to take so long? Or am I so dense that I need big neon signs that point me in the right direction?

Sex and the City

Love the show!! Watching it right now. Weird living in the same city which this is set in. And makes me realize how different I am from all the characters, and how secretly, I want to be a little like each of them. Why is it that so much of our lives have to do with finding a significant other and all the tv shows have a plot-line that has to do with finding love.

So frustrating when you can't even meet new people that could potentially be a part of your life. By the way, doesn't it seem life some girls get it all, while the rest of us sit and wonder when our time will come. Years of being told we are the "marrying type", don't we also deserve to have some fun (whether or not that is what I want doesn't matter, point is I should be given explicit opportunities to just have fun.

Final thought, I talked with a really cute boy today. Met him a few years back, and he kinda remembered me (course I knew immediately, but had to play it off). He had georgous green eyes and was really excited about med school. He asked lots of good questions and i had to look away a few times because he had the "eye contact" thing down. Sure all I wanted to do was look in his beautiful eyes, but I had to be professional. Cheered me up alot. Talking to a cute boy that I don't have to see everyday.

Gotta go finish my hair. It's back to black (from a bright red, that only people here were able to witness).

Sleeping and Dreaming

Over the weekend, I attempted to catch up on much needed sleep (aka 10-12 hours a night) and succeed (in sleeping, not catching up.) So, this morning, waking up was not so much fun (only slept for 4 hours). Not that I want anyone to feel sorry for me, because I know that I get more than my allotted sleep time, but because while I am passed out, I get to dream A LOT. Recently my dreams have been filled with boys. A different boy each night (both new and old). So, I realize that though I am so totally overwhelmed with everything that I need to get done, that I must procrastinate even more in my life, by attempting to understand my feeble attempts at fake relationships and non-committment. Boys are stupid and I am even more stupid by trying to waste my time thinking about them. Ok, I have class right now, so I should pay attention.

A new beginning

The is year two. The first year is gone, and has been moved. Don't worry, you did not miss anything. I quit writing there in February. So, I have this test tomorrow (#4), and I don't want to study, so instead, I started my new blog. I figure, now that I am busy, I will find more time to write. Hope you like the changes.