How Big, How Blue, How Beautiful

When I last checked in I was about to start my last placement of third year. And now, here I am, about to start my first placement of fourth year. I never thought I’d see this day. Back in first year, even making it to clinicals seemed impossibly far away. Now the finish line is in sight!

Not sure what I have to say, what I have to update… Third year was definitely my favourite year of medical school thus far.

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cry of my heart. Isaiah 61.

Off to my peripheral rotation and the last one for this academic year in two days. I’ll be doing chest (made out of cardio, resp and ENT). My love/passion for medicine still wanes especially when I need to study but I’ve really loved seeing my knowledge come together and feel like it’s actually useful. I’ve been soooo good recently honestly it’s scary. A part of me is still waiting for the other shoe to drop. God’s been speaking so much – working on the past, unrooting deep hurts, but also – giving me joy in the wait. Contentment unlike any other. He’s teaching me to change my perspective, He’s even helping me work through issues I NEVER expected to deal with now. Community has also been good, both in church and uni. I’m feeling settled 🙂

Something I heard today: “be interested, not interesting” and “be a ‘there you are’ not ‘here I am’ person”. Also been thinking about how (this was originally said in the context of dating but I think it applies anywhere) instead of trying to impress others, we should try to bless. So true!

I spent 5 days recently in Malta and it was so nice and chill. I really needed it. Henley as usual was beautiful. I still can’t believe I’ve got 10 weeks to go till exams. I should start studying I guess? Hahaha. This year really feels like a marathon. But how would I know, I don’t even run, let alone run a marathon.

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Wassssssup

Dear Reader,

I hope 2016 has found you well so far. I can’t believe March is here. Already seeing the daffies and crocuses in the ground, and magnolias with their heavenly scents on an otherwise barren tree… Spring is coming and I can’t wait.

The rain and the petals on the ground just reminds me of this Ezra Pound classic – In a Station of the Metro

“The apparition of these faces in the crowd;

Petals on a wet, black bough.”

My latest placement is over in a week (!!) – I can’t believe it myself.

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