That last post got me thinking...

...where do I see myself 5 years from now?
Hmmm let's see if I can get this right! Holy shit- that's Jan 28th 2017!
So at 30 years old (eep!)

-I'll a Mrs. Lindstrom circa August 2012
-hopefully have traveled a bit
-working as a PA for about 4.5 years somewhere in pediatrics- either pedi/onc pedi/bonemarrow or pediatric office. Jury is still out
-Really thinking about children- or maybe a baby bump O.o!
-hopefully a home owner by then, but who knows -loving life!
-oh and hopefully will get the other side of my ring by then! hehe

take care, soldiers

Yay for achieving long-term goals :)

While browsing my old Lj blog I found this gem! It appears around March 8, 2007 I decided I wanted to become a PA!

Funny!

Is it really winter in Boston?

50 degrees and sunny out... and it's January 28th! :D I complain not. I love it.

I've come to the not-so-astounding revelation that this here thing called life is all about love. Love for friends, family, your work, God, kittens, sunlight, strangers, whatever you choose to love! Putting your whole heart into everything makes life worth living and so what if this could be my last 3 days on Earth, or my last year, or last 20 years. It doesn't matter. Living and loving life to the fullest will make it all worth it, no matter how long we have left. Just knowing that I put my all into every interaction I will have in this life, and putting forth love and positive energy will be enough to make my fragile, fickle, transient existence worthwhile.

Ok enough of this for today. Time to study hard!

stress

Defined as "internal distribution of pressure acting on a deformable object." I suppose I would be that deformable object. How is it almost 2am and I'm still awake AND I got nothing done- yet again tonight. My sleep schedule is most definitely screwed up. And mock OSCEs are tomorrow, and my make up quiz.

...and yoga. My one saving grace. Followed by more stress.

I have to remember...I can choose my disposition towards this whole "stress" sentiment.

That might be easier to do if my sleep schedule were regulated at all. I started off the week really well, then around Monday night it all fell to crap.

Ah well. Life is such that things fall apart-it's our job to pick up the pieces and straighten up after the tornado comes through to ravage our homes.

What am I even saying? Enough of this, I think it's finally bedtime. Goodnight folks.

positive post incoming!

So I feel like counting my blessings tonight- so feel free to not read on if this will bore you, as it is my usual self-reflective post and is not on anything interesting like politics or... literature. I don't know what I'm saying- I'm just sick of that g*d* school work.

So I had a day off from school today. Sick with a stomach thingy and I didn't feel like doing much work- just resting- which I so needed. Given this, I had plenty of time to reflect- which mainly included me just feeling thankful for all of the good fortune that has come to our little family here. For one, Danny has a med school interview tomorrow and I know he will do great. I'm learning what I've always wanted to learn- and it's amazing how much knowledge is actually sticking. Our family is in good health- I am starting to get back to eating well, trying to lower my cholesterol and going on a good exercise routine. None of us are in pain or afflicted by an ailment. Our kitties did great in their surgeries with no repercussions. I'm visiting my Worcester friends this weekend and life is terrific.

Life is often terrific, actually and I simply don't appreciate that enough. I'm 25- and on my way to getting the life I want- though I don't take enough vacations to awesome warm place like Belize haha. Really though, our financial situation is stable- for which I am always so thankful! I love when I don't have to worry about money. It's super easy to stay within my means- even small means.

Alright blog world- peace, love and good eve to you all!

Oh yea- and it is this couple's anniversary tomorrow


:) Cheers to 3 years of bliss with Dan- and many more!

OH great, Bella lost her straw to the underbelly of the stove yet again...

As I sit here reading my deceased childhood friend's blog (rest him, bless him, etc), I think to myself: until I really beef up my writing skills I'll never write something legitimate again. I realize my friend did work a lot on his talents- and most of the time, writing was much of what kept him together. That said, I don't have time to cultivate my talents outside of my bookish and boring occupation/education.

Ok, that's unfair. I get to play with corpses and look at brains,intestines, and hearts all day. But so what? I need a bit more on the creative front and it drives me crazy. I'm going on four hours learning about the adrenal gland and about to pull my frickin hair out.

I suppose we can cue the coffee break here...

A word about creativity...

I used to write meaningful stuff. Now I write about nothing at all. My creative prowess has been sequestered by needing to learn medicine all of my days and my waking hours this year. I come to this question a lot... is it worth it? What would happen if I just quit now and started working in a bakery or some other job where I could just focus my energy on being creative and empowered. The very essence of creativity as a word is "to create." Create for whom? Do artists create for themselves or to share with others? You'll find most artists create mainly for themselves- not caring or expecting anyone to care about their works. Such is the case with my poor, deceased childhood friend. He was a terrific artist. A writer, a musician, an illustrator with a unique outlook on life, albeit a depressed outlook. He had much to say and never wrote for an audience. He wrote to get things off his chest.

I don't often feel the need to write or draw or get things off my chest anymore, which is why I'm fully convinced that school has forced me to give up the ghost of ever creating anything and focus on learning how to heal people.

I want to go abroad and expand my horizons. For 4 weeks, I will have the opportunity to go to Kenya, Ecuador, or maybe even India! I'm itching to abroad and study medicine in an underserved area. I have heard that these areas are so underserved that we might have to make our own medical machinery.

I have heard there is an art to healing, and I'm determined to find it. It's the patients that make this all worth it, and right now, unfortunately, I'm kind of out of touch with them because I'm stuck in a classroom. Well for now I can only study hard and learn all I can so that when the time comes, I will be able to help people to the best of my ability.

Sorry for this disjointed rambling. I'm sleep deprived and in desperate need of a run to break my sedentary streak. I know I say this every day, but I'm through being inactive.