Jumping in on the “here’s my V-day love story” bandwagon

A histology slide where I was looking for subcardinal anastomoses but found a heart instead.

God likes practical jokes, some rather depressing, but is actually funny once you get the whole picture.

When I applied for medical school (late, well, veeeerrrry late), I ended up on my second choice. Which turned out to be blah. Oh, shit, I wasted a year but look where it got me! On 2nd choice! I’m not saying everything’s horrible; the professors here are great, the teaching is great, but—- I just don’t like the other students. They’re too private school spoiled.

So there I was conferencing with my mother on whether I should transfer or not, and then suddenly,

I fell in love.

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