Friday, June 28, 2013

The Return of the Medical Show


46 Days to Go


                I’m sure I’m not the only incoming medical student my age that has loved scrubs since I first saw it. I watched the first three seasons as reruns and the moment I caught up, I watched it obsessively. It was, without question, my favorite show. For the same reason that I get anxious around the pre-med society people, seeing the possibility—even the farfetched hysterical one portrayed in scrubs—of my future filled me with dread. Even thinking about it would give me cold sweats and a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach.
                As the fall went on, and the spring began, and I got my acceptance to St. George’s, I still felt the anxiety. Scrubs, Grey’s Anatomy, and Private Practice—shows I watched almost religiously in my first two years of college—only made the anxiety worse. I would avoid episodes of Scrubs on Netflix, change the subject as quickly as I could when one of the three shows came up in conversation. I told people I stopped watching Grey’s because the “plotlines got too unrealistic.”
                It’s only now, as the anxiety is starting to fade and the reality is taking its place, that anything has changed. This morning, rushing to get out the door so I could make the train on time, I grabbed the first DVD in the messy cabinet; to give myself something to watch on the train. I didn’t even look at it.
                As the train pulled away from Hackettstown station, I worked on budgeting out my financial aid for the fall. I looked in my bag and pulled out the DVD. Without my choice, and a 2 hour train ride ahead, I popped in the first disk of the 4th season of scrubs, and with a twinge of anxiety, pushed play.
                No sinking feeling. No dread. My stomach felt fine. I descended the mountain of med school applications and dredged my way through the valley of interviews and decision emails and climbed the mountain—which may have only existed in my own mind—of going to St. George’s, and suddenly I found myself on the other side looking out over the world, and I realized that my entire future is in front of me, and there’s nothing to be anxious or nervous about anymore.

                Well until the first exam…

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