how doctors get weird

Every couple of weeks, I lose a little bit of my everyday brain. I keep myself very occupied with splanchnoderm, endoderm, hemothoraxes, pneumothoraxes, desmosomes, hemidesmosomes, streptococcus, pneumococcus, and thousands of other minute details that we are required to know. (As a side note, 85% of our professors have insisted that we "don't sweat the minutiae!" more than once...yet the minutiae is almost explicitly what we are tested on.) Yet in the last month, I've forgotten to brush my teeth twice, zip up my pants once, routinely misplaced my keys/wallet/chapstick/mind, and apparently got one day ahead on my birth control pills...something I noticed yesterday, but it definitely happened at some point before this weekend. Probably. Whatever, at least I didn't forget to take it...I just remembered so well that I took it twice.

My point is, by the time we finish med school, we're going to be a complete mess. Sure, we'll be doctors in every right, but doctors who forget to brush their teeth and spend longer than they should looking for the phone that they're holding in their right hand. We're going to come out of this experience weirder than we were when we started, and be responsible for saving lives. Yikes.