What's up DOC?

There comes a time in everyone's life where all of your decisions, good or bad, are laid out before you in this sort of road map of accomplishment or regret.  When this happens you are either filled with a strange eerie anticipation for what will come next, or absolute dread for the days to come.  You've made your bed, so to speak, and now you have to sleep in it.Well, I can tell you my friends, that my bed is filled with an eerie anticipation and desire to begin this next chapter in my life...Excited and feeling wholly unprepared for the privilege and burden of taking on the healer's art, but I guess that's why I'm going to medical school, right?

I was told today that I am now a professional...or at least on my way to becoming one.  Professional...they actually used that word.  It filled me with a sense of responsibility and maturity...  I was on my way to becoming a respected and productive member of society... and all while this was happening, a huge spider out on the prowl descended from the ceiling onto the professional shoulder of another medical student sitting in front and to the left of me.  It promptly scampered from the shoulder down the man's chest.  "Dude!!! You've got a huge spider on your shoulder!!!  kill it...KILL IT" I whisper shout.  As the words leave my lips, the unfortunate arachnophobic sole begins this jitter bug dance of jerks and squirms in his chair that I could not help but laugh out loud....Maturity?  Responsibility?  HA!  Well, it is the only the first day of medical school....