I was surprised to find myself struggling to write this post about hating dental school. I know I hated a lot about it when I was there. When I sat down to write the last post, I found myself sifting through old photos and yearbooks, laughing, and feeling warm fuzzies. It was easy to write about what I loved. So I couldn’t wait to write about how much I hated it, thinking I would come up with some really rich material. But when I sat down to write it, the fire wasn’t there, and it was much harder than I […]
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It’s the moment you’ve been waiting for… it’s list time again! As I reflect on my journey in and out of dentistry, I am compelled to go back to the beginning: DENTAL SCHOOL. Since my last list was all about the hate, I need some balance. So for today, it’s all about the love. 10 Reasons I Loved Dental School
It’s easy to look back on the past and see things we didn’t notice at the time. With so much wisdom we feel qualified to judge ourselves and challenge why we made certain choices– as if we should have known better. So I have to ask: is hindsight always 20/20? Are we really seeing more clearly, or is it just a way we skew things to prove to ourselves that we are smarter than we were before; as if that will justify any mistakes we may have made? I don’t know the answer, but I suddenly feel pretty qualified to […]
One of the most common questions I often heard from patients was, “why did you choose to become a dentist?” It always made me smile because the question usually arose from different intentions. Many were simply curious and fascinated to learn how one falls into this career. They just wanted to get to know a little bit about me. Some were curious and fascinated because they always thought it would be so hard to “be in people’s mouths all day.” They admired my strength. Others, well, they were curious and fascinated because they found it unfathomable that anyone would even consider […]
Five days ago I published a blog post that turned out to be, well, quite a surprise. I thought my 50 friends, family, and new blogging friends who followed me would see it, get a little chuckle, maybe comment and click the like button, and I would be on to the next post. Just as I have done for the past year. But I guess I said something that struck a chord.
An hour ago, this was me… And now this is the new me… I know, big deal– I cut my hair. But more than just my hair has changed. They say that when you want to change your life, you should drastically change your haircut. I’m not sure who “they” are, but since I quote them a lot, they must know something.
There are 2 types of people in this world: those who insist they can’t have the same type of food 2 meals in a row, 2 days in a row, or even twice a week; and those who can eat the same thing over and over, day after day. If you’re in one camp, it’s hard to relate to the other. I am someone who can eat the same thing over and over– as long as it’s good. I eat the exact same breakfast 6 days a week; I am happy eating the same salad most days for lunch; and […]
Just this morning I turned on my ipad hoping to read a few blogs I follow and check a few things on my blog. It was the first time I’ve tried to use the iPad for this. I noticed I couldn’t check my site stats or respond to comments. I couldn’t even log in. I eventually scrolled to the bottom of the page and found the link that says “View Standard Site.” Phew… back to my site as I know it. So about an hour later, I was visiting Kana’s Notebook, and found this post. It is worth a read […]
I’m stuck. Day after day I find myself struggling to get this silly post onto my computer screen. I can’t get past it, so I have 2 choices: bag it or keep pushing through it. Right now I am blank. I’m not really a writer, a photographer, or a storyteller. Nope, I’m just someone who blogs occasionally. So maybe I should call it blogger’s block? I could practice silence, something I think we could all use at some point. I mean… silence right after I say a few things.
When I was a kid my sister and I loved building forts. We’d gather as many pillows and blankets as we could find and stack them up against the furniture to make the ultimate hideout. We would enter the fort and create a different world, spending hours on end entertaining ourselves. So when I actually got to wander around a real fort in San Juan, Puerto Rico when I was 10, it stuck with me forever. I don’t remember much about it now, but I do know that to this day I still recall the fascination and excitement it sparked in […]