This weekend, The Lawyer was helping me clean up the Hoarders-like condition of my bedroom before I settle in for Boards studying. I specifically asked if he could help with organizing the clothes, and he said yes, before following up with,
"And the papers too."
Listen, internet, it is not my fault that medical schools destroy trees by the thousands! Yes, I have electronic notesets...and audio lectures...and Goljan...and First Aid. But, those are not the problem! I have a lot of paper notesets and written notes too. And those are the problem.
Anyway, about a thirty minutes into our massive purge of my apartment, The Lawyer stopped short and looked at me.
"You know what?," he started. "I have never seen so many notes on diarrhea before. Secretory diarrhea! Cytotoxin-induced inflammatory diarrhea! Traveler's diarrhea! I mean, is that all they teach you in medical school? How much do you have to know about diarrhea?"
Oh, internet. If only he really knew.
3 comments:
The lawyer sounds like the best boyfriend ever... and yea, you really do learn a lot about diarrhea in med school haha.
good luck with step 1 studying!
C- Thank you for the luck! And yes, there are very few people that I'd feel comfortable letting rifle through all the crap on my desk, floor, and purses without freaking out. The fact that he also filled two trashbags full with papers and I completely trust the decisions he made about what could get thrown away says a lot about him.
Awww, I love your stories about you and the lawyer. So cute!
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