I am done with classes. I took my last exam for my last medical school class on Tuesday. I went to a party Tuesday night, and slept it off most of Wednesday (after getting the kids to school). Ran errands and saw some friends Thursday, and here I am.
I am really thankful for having people there for me in what has been a really amazing and strange and transformative experience.
It was pretty anticlimactic, actually. And, it’s weird in a few ways. It’s weird because I am becoming a fellow, so I am not really with my class anymore. I have made a lot of friends in my class. More than I thought I would, and closer ones than I thought I would. I am friends with everyone who will be a fellow, so we will have a sort of camaraderie. And, I have some friends in the upcoming class that I will be joining on rotations.
Things are a little weird, also, because it is a little scary to me how depressive, lethargic and lost I get when I am not on a strict, high paced schedule. I am going to be self directed for a while now. All I want to do is veg out, watch TV, nap and eat mac and cheese on the couch. I need to study for boards, prepare lectures for an embryology class I am teaching for the midwifery school, and just pick up all the loose ends I let accumulate when I was in school. Oh, and be in my brother’s wedding (along with both of my sons…isn’t there some sort of quota of one generation only being in a wedding party?), and be a mother and wife, including arranging activities and supervision for the kids for summer vacation.