TGIO: Thank God It's Over

So I survived the end of second year, and the end of the BS known as basic sciences. I had a test question about premature ejaculation where the answer was "prescribe the squeeze technique". I had a test question about a girl who said she "has fooled around a lot, you know, but I've only ever slept with my boyfriend [an IV drug user], and we use condoms most of the time", where we were asked "which behavior puts her at highest risk of contracting HIV? The answer (I think) was "anal intercourse, using condoms 'almost always'". Yes, they 'quoted' her condom use, which is doctor talk for "she's lying out her skanky ass". Any 18-year-old female patient with unexplained joint pain is automatically gonorrheal arthritis (because they're all sluts!) but a male with similar symptoms probably just has ankylosing spondylitis, which isn't his fault because it's genetic. We had multiple questions about the young nurse who collapses at work, found to be hypoglycemic with high insulin and low C peptide. What's the diagnosis? Surreptitious insulin injections--she's making herself sick!

I could go on, but I just woke up and I can't remember any more test questions. Suffice to say, it was bad.

After leaving the test, I worked out for the first time in weeks, finished David Sedaris' Me Talk Pretty One Day in about 2 hours, and got a FABULOUS haircut. That man will be my stylist forever. Period. I went to the mall with my newly engaged friend Basia, where we were utterly, completely girly. The estrogen was stifling. But ooooooh, so much fun! I got all dressed up and took my fiance out for Thai, then to the symphony, where they had Gustav Holst's The Planets set to film footage of, uh, the planets, taken from various NASA voyages. After such a long day, I have spent most of the rest of the weekend asleep, eating, wishing I was working out or cleaning my apartment (I've done neither), etc.

We did go to help a friend move. He's leaving a NASTY apartment for this gorgeous brand-new place with tall ceilings, crown molding, hardwood floors, granite counters, stainless steel appliances, and a big round bathtub. No, I'm not jealous AT ALL. Maybe I, too, should join a MD/PhD program so I'm flush with money. His nasty scuzzy apartment killed our vacuum cleaner, so we then played the great shopping game and went out and bought a new one, which is so shiny and pretty! (And also on sale!) All in all, a totally relaxing weekend, full of much nothing.

Now time to start getting ready to study for the USMLE Step 1, which I'm taking in 3.5 weeks. Ugh!