I woke up this morning realizing that it’s been almost 20 years since I was accepted to med school off the wait list. I like to call it my last minute decision to go to med school but it was anything but last minute.
I woke up this morning realizing that it’s been almost 20 years since I was accepted to med school off the wait list. I like to call it my last minute decision to go to med school but it was anything but last minute.
Here are my thoughts on the second half of Tahereh Mafi’s A Very Large Expanse of Sea Part 2 (Chapters 18 on). Warning: there are SPOILERS here, of course.
“Carl Sagan said that if you want to make an apple pie from scratch, you must first invent the universe. When he says ‘from scratch’, he means from nothing. He means from a time before the world even existed. If you want to make an apple pie from nothing at all, you have to start with the Big Bang and expanding universes, neutrons, ions, atoms, black holes, suns, moons, ocean tides, the Milky Way, Earth, evolution, dinosaurs, extinction-level events, playtupuses, Homo erectus, Cro-Magnon man, etc. You have to start at the beginning.”
~from The Sun Is Also a Star by Nicola Yoon
Carmela Full of Wishes is full of heart and has stolen MY heart in its rendering.
Dear Boy is an anthem for little boys to be who they are, but not in a boys will be boys old-school way
Julie Fogliano has woven together a lovely soft sort of ode to a loved one in a call and answer format. It’s a quiet melody that is not quite predictable, but depicts an ongoing relationship that draws two people (or things) together. Loren Long’s gorgeous illustrations are vibrant and full of flight, ocean waves, changing seasons, and always, always the ways we interconnect with each other and beyond.
“Guilt is a hunter.
My conscience mocked me, picking fights like a petulant child.
It’s all your fault, the voice whispered.”
~from Salt to the Sea by Ruta Sepetys
What I loved about What If It’s Us is that Albertalli and Silvera realistically portray the voices, the angst, the humor, the friendships, AND the awkwardness of teen relationships.
A belated recounting of our annual trip to the L.A.Times Festival of Books
Every day I meet an Evan Hansen or a Connor Murphy or an Alana Beck. Or a Zoe Murphy. Every day I meet one of these kids in our office, whether they are teens or still toddlers.
For the Evan or Connor who is already a teen, I take a deep breath. For those of you who don’t know what I’m talking about, Evan and Connor are characters in the musical (and now novel), Dear Evan Hansen. Both of whom are struggling with feeling alone, with feeling anxiety, with feeling/being depressed.
“Kell wore a very peculiar coat.
It had neither one side, which would be conventional, nor two, which would be unexpected, but several, which was, of course, impossible.
The first thing he did whenever he stepped out of one London and into another was take off the coat and turn it inside out once or twice (or even three times) until he found the side he needed.”
~ A Darker Shade of Magic by V.E. Schwab
When I heard that the premise of Who Do I See in the Mirror? is all about loving one’s self, I was already sold.
Did you know that sharing an interest in something is a milestone? Like, when your toddler finds something new and exciting and they bring you to that something or bring that something to you?
I’ve started writing this post in many different ways as there are so MANY doctors I am grateful to on Doctors’ Day. And so MANY patients as well, both still kids and some now adults, and some are now gone.
But what I keep thinking about this year are those OTHER doctors who helped me become a doctor. No, not my attendings, though I’m grateful to most of them too.
I’m talking about my friends in medical school. There were many of them but there are several who were by my side the whole time, and who I still consider as close to my heart even if we only talk a few times a year, or even if has been YEARS since we’ve spoken.
The Bookworm family has been researching Meet-Cutes in fiction to inspire our own writing.
Mr. Bookworm and I are still holding onto a lot of family-oriented activities. Like our Family movie nights on Fridays, originally inspired by one of my attendings when I was a resident.