So, yesterday I pretty much had my worst day so far in Internal Medicine.  I had all intentions of bitching and moaning here about it (among other things, like my unrelenting terrible luck with women) but instead I ended up going bowling with the Pre-Bac students.  I figured I was angry enough to remember to write about it today.  Then I got a phone call from the homie Eulus.

Turns out a friend of mine was admitted to the hospital.  Since I now am pretty familiar with admissions criteria, I knew that my friend’s situation was pretty serious, and possibly life-threatening.

It’s funny how lately when I try to throw my little pity parties that God shows me that things aren’t as bad as they seem.  While I’m bitching and moaning about my bad day, I have a friend who is sick and in need of medical intervention.

I just talked to him and he’s in good spirits and sounds like he’s on the road to recovery.  If we as physicians (or in my case physicians in training) are lucky enough to find problems in time, we generally have what it takes to solve said problems with little difficulty and such is the case with my friend.  I thank God for that and for lending me some perspective.

I tend to blow things out of proportion, something I’m slowly recognizing and doing something about.  Life is too short and fleeting to get caught up on the negatives for too long and every little thing isn’t the end of the world!