Dreams
So I recently finished my neurology inservice exam. It was hard (8 hours, 450 questions) covering lots of things I've never heard of, and accordingly, we had spent lots of time studying in preparation for it.
Two days before the exam, I woke up in the middle of the night with one of those horrible Charley horses in my leg. I jumped out of bed to stretch it out. According to my wife, though, I also muttered something about having a glycogen storage disorder. She respoded with a "what are you talking about?" and I responded, "well if it's not that then it's an inherited muscular dystrophy." I have no recollection of saying any of this, but I don't doubt it to be true.
I'm just glad I can dream about something else now that the test is over.
Two days before the exam, I woke up in the middle of the night with one of those horrible Charley horses in my leg. I jumped out of bed to stretch it out. According to my wife, though, I also muttered something about having a glycogen storage disorder. She respoded with a "what are you talking about?" and I responded, "well if it's not that then it's an inherited muscular dystrophy." I have no recollection of saying any of this, but I don't doubt it to be true.
I'm just glad I can dream about something else now that the test is over.
posted by Victor | 6:13 PM
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