Well, today is the CaRMS Application submissions deadline. I've submitted seventeen applications to my field of choice, spanning fourteen schools. Some of my colleagues have applied far more broadly, some far less; some are still wrapping up their applications, taking advantage of the final five or so hours we have to make edits. I'm waiting … Continue reading A Partial Exhale
Every summer/fall, final year medical students across Canada embark on what is colloquially known as the "CaRMS tour". We pack our stethoscopes and white coats, board planes or trains or cars, and make our way to hospitals and clinics across the country to scout out potential programs and living places, secure reference letters, and hopefully … Continue reading The “Definitive” Guide on Packing for Electives
You don’t know (and won’t know that for many years yet) that this feeling you can’t find words to describe –the excessive guilt, the lying awake ruminating on things long past, the somatisation (those stomach aches, those headaches) – is depression. You’ve always heard that you’ve periodically been an “anxious child” but this will only … Continue reading On Depression, to my Thirteen-Year-Old Self
We're getting married in under a year (!!) and my medical school graduation is about 12 months away. It's a hectic time right now, what with wrapping up my core clerkship rotations and wedding planning, and naturally I'm looking ahead to what comes after - my graduation trip and our honeymoon! Deciding where to go … Continue reading 12 Day Dubai + Maldives Itinerary (from Toronto)
We sit together in silence on his couch, eyeing one another in a way that is both overly familiar and yet strange. The guitar rests on his lap, protected from falling by a gentle hand. This moment feels intimate, borderline uncomfortably so, and I'm briefly thrown back three years to a train stop in eastern … Continue reading Connections Made and Missed
Those four clichéd words made up the only precise thought I had; my fuzzy brain attempting to gather its bearings wasn't behaving cohesively otherwise. I picked my phone up off the floor beside me to switch off my still-ringing alarm, replied to an early-morning message from my partner (and suggested that he leave at 8am … Continue reading Just Five More Minutes
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