This week has been crazy, just doing a lot of things.
At my site, I am with two other rotations students. It has been pretty cool. We all get along very well. Typically we all go to lunch together, hang out around the site, and we even went out to the bars last week. Doesn’t get much better then that.
So, the students from all the Kaiser Permanente sites got together with the residents to do a journal club. We just sat around and discussed the LEAD-5 article, comparing Liraglutide to Lantus and placebo. There was at least 20 students there. It was crazy. On top of that, there were 2 other ACPHS students, but the were accelerated (another program) so I didn’t know them). The funny thing was, there were 3 ACPHS guys there. All of us were wearing blue shirts, and a very similar blue tie. No one else wore blue. I wasn’t the only one that noticed wither. haha.
One girl decided to stop us in the middle of our discussion to tell us a story… Interesting…
Most people didn’t prepare much, rather they copied and pasted the article.
I did meet Doris, the lady in charge of all the students… and resident. In talking with her, I got some good information. I think I may have a good chance at a residency with them, so that is good news.
So anyways that later that day, I met up with an old friend from high school that happens to live in the area. It made me realize something, I am actually old enough now to do that. In other words, it has been a LONG time since high school. In fact, it will be a decade this September since I started as a freshman over at Penfield high school. Damn I’m old.
Then last night, I packed up and made my way out here to Grand Rapids, Michigan. I am sitting in the room of a retirement community, like the ones that I deliver prescriptions to when I am back home. Apparently, you can rent out rooms like a hotel. But this isn’t like a hotel, it’s nicer. However, the drawback is, the average age here is probable 75. Just an interesting experience. Flight wasn’t bad, fairly normal, minus my dad insisting that he won’t wear his shoes. It is some sort of civil disobedience to the fact we have to take our shoes off at security. I don’t get it, but I won’t complain, it would make me to angry.
Well, I hope to have a good weekend, visit with my family, celebrate my grandpa’s 80th, and enjoy being away from DC for a few days.