This is where you’ll hear what it’s really like at the University of Michigan Medical School. Students at each level of the program give you an intimate look at their med school lives—their insights, ‘ah-ha’ moments, frustrations and excitement.

And then there were two (weeks left of school)

I have finally realized that there are actually only two weeks left of the M1 year left. Infectious Diseases ended last week, which I loved. But Infectious Diseases was also a whirlwind of microbio, clinical correlates, and pharmacology. After studying intensely for five weeks, it is over. Now we are in embryology, which is much… Read more >>

summer vacation!

Hey y’all, Shaza here, reporting from the tropical area of West Bloomfield, MI, where I’ve been sleeping late watching online television, reading the articles whose web addresses I’ve been saving for this very week, and forcing myself to bask in the sun (because I’ve been complaining about the lack of it this entire year, so I… Read more >>

Spring at last!

Hello again, and happy spring!! At long last, the cold has left Ann Arbor, and it is a beautiful 70 degree afternoon as I write this. A lot has happened since my last post back in early March. First, the Smoker was a huge success and was definitely my favorite of the three I was… Read more >>

First bike ride of the year!

I spent the last week in San Francisco finding an amazing apartment (although I was not really responsible for the finding… credit where credit is due, Lynn) and noticing the cyclists there. As many of you know, there are hills in San Francisco, and they are not for the faint of heart. Or the faint… Read more >>

Bugs and Drugs

We are in our Infectious Diseases sequence now. When we finished Central Nervous System, we also finished anatomy and histology. Now instead of anatomy lab, we have microbiology lab. Rather than memorizing origins and insertions of muscles, we’re memorizing “bugs and drugs.” I had been warned that Infectious Diseases is one of the hardest sequences… Read more >>

Esperanza

What is hope? Hoping to pass, hoping to travel, hoping to grow… I think I know how to recognize hope, if not how to define it. I hear it in the way my friend talks about her crush. I see it in the faces of classmates as spring finally peeks through the long Michigan winter…. Read more >>