The Boswell Clinic

So here I am at Stanford. As a die-hard golden bear, it's a little strange, but I got over it fast - this is one of the best and most beautiful hospitals in the world.

I'm interning for the summer under Kelly Ormond, the program director of the Genetics Counseling Department. This position is a dream come true, and (cross your fingers) will hopefully help me get into graduate school here. It's weird to be starting the admissions process all over again, but for the same first-choice school. Don't get me wrong, I love Berkeley with all my heart, but we all know what I was like in high school. Anyway...

It's not all glamorous, although the hospital definitely is. I'm currently in the basement (GC gets no respect (yet!); the program is only a year or two old). I'm sitting at a desk with my very own nameplate that says "Masters in Human Genetics). I love it here; I have to work here. Or at least go to school here. So far I've done a bunch of readings, watched some webcasts of actual classes I'd be taking, taken a ton of notes on my yellow legal pad, and checked my copy of Stedman's Pocket Medical Dictionary more times than I care to count. For example, what is a choledochojejunostomy? It's an anastomosis between the common bile duct and the jejunum, of course. You learn something new every day.

Future posts: routine, coworkers, seminars, readings, projects, and most delightfully, the cafeteria!