There is a very specific kind of chaos that arrives the moment summer hits. The structure of the term evaporates, your motivation melts somewhere around the second heat advisory, and your beautiful planner (the one you babied all spring) starts …
It is week two of the term, your flashcard stack is somehow taller than your coffee, and every drug name is starting to look like the same fistful of scrambled letters. Lisinopril, losartan, atorvastatin, omeprazole. Your brain quietly files them …
Everybody prepares you for the parts of an externship you can study for. The skills checklist. The dress code. The drug names you had better have down cold. What nobody hands you is a heads-up for the other side of …