Mush

Do you ever feel like that? Like mush?

I swear my brain feels like that every time i come home from work; my brain is fried. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy the fact that I work my brain to continue to work and learn, but I certainly have no energy left once I come home to study for boards. There are certain days when it gets so frustrating.

I have this huge test hanging over my head and all I really want to do is just take it, pass it, and move on with my life. There are moments when I start to question the importance or purpose of a board examination because all it really does to a person is place the body under an unnecessary amount of stress for an undisclosed amount of time.

But, this is the path I chose. And this is the life I chose for myself and it comes with the territory. I definitely get that. I guess I just like to complain about it because it gives me a sense of control of the situation.

For the past two months, I've been studying for this one test that I was prepped for the minute I started at Vanderbilt. I'm sure just about every profession has some sort of examination/initiation process to grant you full access into your profession....well, this just happens to be mine.

I guess I better stop complaining and actually do some studying. But, this was a nice study break. Now, back to pheochromocytoma and plasma free metanephrines.