Congratulations, Bill Self! Coach of the Year. You deserve it. And thank you for taking the team to the 2008 National Championship. Rock Chalk Jayhawk!
This is one of my favorite times of the year -March Madness! I am currently first in my pool, but sadly, I have barely watched the tourney. Studying has taken up much of my free time. I have been studying for tests (well, at least taking them) for a long time. I have always managed to balance my personal life/school/work fairly well without missing out on the fun stuff, including the NCAA tournament. But this test is different. It is consuming me. I have found myself weepy and emotional these past few days, often on the verge of tears. Not an angry, stressed-out kind of emotional; more like the whimpering-baby- kind of emotional. I wake up on the weekends at 5 in the morning to study, just so I can spend the "normal" waking hours with my family. Although I dread waking up those mornings, I remind myself of how much worse I'll feel if I don't pass. Because unlike most tests that I have taken, it is a true test of my ability to perform my job. The questions they ask us are along the lines of, "Patient A is tachycardic and dyspneic. What would you do?" And you have to answer appropriately; not correctly, since there is no one right answer. After all, in real life, in real medicine, there is more than one way to save someone's life. But there are wrong answers. Decisions that kill patients. And if one does that on this test, s/he fails. As s/he should. Because who wants someone practicing Anesthesiology who makes "killing" mistakes? No self respecting professional wants to work in a field in which s/he does a bad job, does s/he?
I look forward to passing this exam. I just hope I do so this Spring (as opposed to failing, then having to retake it), and reclaim my life. Thanks for your patience and support everyone. I'll be back soon. In the meantime, "V for Villanova. V for Victory! (only because KU is out!)"
