So...of all the advice I've heard about going into medical school, probably one of the first and most oft-repeated was the admonition to write. Didn't matter what, didn't matter how, but almost everyone suggested keeping some kind of journal, if for no other reason than to give myself a way to look back over what are about to be some of the craziest years of my life. And so, without further ado, I began this blog. The name, the balancing act, should be relatively self-explanatory to most...mainly because the second-most spouted advice I've gotten about medical school is to try to keep a balance (as difficult as that seems to be...) between school and life and everything else you're interested in. I have a feeling this will probably be relatively difficult for me, even as compared to others...right now I live in a small town with my entire extended family within about a ten minute drive, I just got married and bought a house, which we're in the process of renovating, I coach kids' gymnastics classes at the same gym where I trained growing up, and oh...I'll be starting med school in a month. A decent amount of things to keep balanced, to say the least. As far as the whole "stay on the beam" thing...well, that goes back to the balancing. I was always a balance beam gymnast--for whatever reason, I found it the most fun and easiest of all the events, although this is generally not how most people feel. At one particular competition--one of my last, as well--I remember my coach coming up to me right before beam, waving frantically to give me one final piece of advice before the routine. "Becs," he whispered, "You have to remember one thing...stay on the beam." So that's what it's all about I guess...staying balanced, staying on the beam, getting through, winning, conquering the world...oh wait, scratch that last. (My husband is probably coming out in me there, what with his penchant for playing games like Risk and Age of Empires.) But anyway, now at least you know where the ideas for the blog came from. Now, for a brief introduction of the players involved:
Becs--that's me. For the sake of anonymity, not my real name, but you probably could've guessed that. As mentioned above, I'll be starting MS1 in August at a large academic medical center in the midwest, only a few miles from where I grew up. Went to college not too far away, majored in biology and religious studies, very interested in medical ethics. Right now, I kind of want to be a pediatrician, but only time will tell what will actually happen. Also as mentioned previously, I used to be a gymnast, still coach little kids' classes on occasion for extra cash. Just got married, bought a house, now working on trying to get it all set up and painted and put together before school starts and my life is consumed. (With that in mind, a desk should probably be a high priority...) Awesome Husband and I have the World's Most Awesome Dog, who also happens to be the world's furriest dog and who is cause for a great deal of time spent vacuuming. I love Italian food, traveling, photography, white wines, shopping, video games, and wandering aimlessly through bookstores.
Awesome Husband--the guy I married about two weeks ago. He's pretty cool. He works a lot, trying to pay the bills while I'm in school and leeching off of society with all my student loans, and even though it's definitely not easy I have to admit that one of the reasons he has been dubbed Awesome is because he rarely complains about the fact that he's putting off *his* schooling until I'm out so that at least one of us has a means of financial stability. He enjoys soccer, traveling, video games (more so than I--he's pretty much a twelve year old when it comes to computer nerdiness), history, archaeology, and reading almost anything to do with ancient Rome. He still opens doors and buys flowers on occasion. We've been together for almost 6 years, engaged for a year, married for two weeks.
There you have it. Much more excitement to come in the ensuing weeks as preparation for the ultimate timesuck begins.
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