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P A N I C O

P A N I C O




dude ... this is for real now

not that geeky ...

When I crossed the border to get to my Houston rotation I almost didn't make it. The customs officers were really mean and they just wouldn't let me in. Anyways, after a lot of sweating and almost an hour of stress they gave me the darn permit for just one month, so for my upcoming 3-month rotation I would need to request it again (I was going to leave the US and return to Mexico anyways, but still, they would have made me come back just to renew it)

Anyways, I had a bit of PTSD and was really anxious of going through customs again. I prepared a gazillion papers, asked my school for letters, printed my plane tickets, printed my acceptance to the dorms, etc. I had every possible document I though they could ask for (plus, I secured my computer as best I could and logged out of all my email accounts in BB and laptop ... I learned that for my bro :P)

Still, I was shaking when I got to that desk. Literally shaking. This is what happened:

CUSTOMS OFFICER
What is the purpose of your trip to the U.S?

ME
I'm doing a clinical elective at a hospital
Clumsily I reach for my letter of acceptance from the university

CUSTOMS OFFICER
What are you studying?
Checking my passport and visa

ME
Medicine
Hand him the letters

CUSTOMS OFFICER
Oh, great. And what hospital are you going to?

ME
JHH

CUSTOMS OFFICER
Wow! Thats impresive!
Smiles, and starts reading the letter and filling out some data on his computer
Well, you don't look that geeky

ME
Mmm... I'm going to take that as a compliment, I think.
Jokingly (of course)

CUSTOMS OFFICER

Yeah, you should. Now put your right 4 fingers on the scanner...

AND PROCEEDS TO STAMP MY PASSPORT AND GIVES ME THE VISA PERMIT FOR 6 MONTHS!!

I was totally resisting the urge to make a victory dance as I walked away from that desk.

:D

Houston, we've got a problem

hi guys, miss me?? you know... ME TOOO!!

YEAH, YEAH, ive been for quite a long time, but you know what? im tired of making excuses. I just never found time for writing.

so, moving on..

maybe... or maybe not ... will sometime write about my 3 month rotation at my home town. For know, I'll just say I did Psychiatry, Dermatology and Neurology. A month each. I loved them all, which turned out to be a surprise, especially for Psichiatry. You know, I actually considered it for a while as a future specialty. But I'm not talking about it now.

I'm currently at Houston Texas, doing an elective in Dermatology. I am loving it!!
I could totally be a dermatologist if it wasnt' for all the feet and nails involved and no surgery to compensate that with.
Also, this Derm rotation has made me DISTURBINGLY aware of how many frikin' skin conditions people all around me have. I mean, I'm riding the frikin' bus and all I can see is the woman next to me and her damn Seborreic Keratoses (an I'm like, do you realize it takes like 30 seconds to get rid of those FREAKISH spots on your face??), or the guy in front of me with a odd spot I would definitely biopsy (cause it might be a melanoma, dude!).
Every time I see myself at the mirror all I can think of is that damn sun spot on my left temple, or the comedones on my nose, or how would I treat them (by the way, I'm sooo doing botox as soon as I have enough money to pay for it) Or like everytime come out of the shower, I will do a quickie skin check, you know, cause I'm afraid I depeloping a melanoma or something.
I am SERIOUSLY running away from the sun, cause I just refuse to have sun damage.

Arghh, its exhausting.

I don't think I couldn't be a dermatologist, its too stressful for me.

Although I do love it. For real. I love knowing exactly what is that spot on my patient's skin, or what to recommend them. I know it sounds dumb, but you can absolutely change people's live by improving their skin condition. Plus, you get to FUCKING CURE CANCER on an office consult. With a 15 minutes procedure. On local anesthesia. Top that, Oncology!

Anyways, I have to go now. I'm kinda at a party, and people are frowning upon me for being at the computer instead of, you now, socializing.

So, bye byee

PS: Im a tipsy little drunk. So, forgive any typos or run-ons .. or just complete none sense I might have written above. Blame my friend, the vodka .