Paging Doctor Warner. That's right, it's official people! (Kind of...apparently you have to graduate med school before you are actually called doctor). But after 5 years of being called doctor by my college friends (mainly chris dore) ever since I decided to go to med school at the end of my sophomore year, I finally have the white coat and stethoscope.
It feels good to know that everyone sitting next to me in class is 6 to 7 times smarter than me and have been productively changing the world while I was off galavanting in Latin America. Today is my last day of Freedom. Tomorrow classes start at 9 and then I will rejoin society in about 7 to 10 years. So if you don't receive any blogs for quite a while don't think I took you off the list. I probably just didn't think pictures of me studying were really all that interesting to blog about.Honestly, I really am excited to start med school. I've met a lot of very unique characters in my class and it will be fun to be back in a classroom learning about the body. Hopefully I've been partnered with a preceptor who has a bilingual clinic where I'll be working one afternoon a week for the next 4 years. My S.A.B.E.S. elective group meets on friday's where we learn medical spanish terms. I also enrolled in the Global Health track in which you volunteer/research in a foreign country for 2 months between your first and second year and then you do a senior elective abroad during your fourth year. Entonces, I'll catch you all on the flip side. If you haven't heard from me for quite awhile give me a call and pull me out of my hole.
Chris
