Why I shouldn't be a DR

I do want to work with/in medicine. I want to work with physical medicine, not the reasons you need it. I'll happily dispense Percocet or a Valium, (and I will stock/dispense Plan B from my pharmacy but not Viagra due to my "moral objections." Ha!), but actually finding out why you need that remedy (so the diagnosis), I'll leave to someone else. But there are solid reasons I don't want to be a MD:

• it's icky
• 4 years of new undergrad, 4 years med school, 4+ years residency, plus a fellowship. That's 12, maybe 14+ years minimum of (icky) school. 14+.
• And puss really grosses me out (yet I can pop a zit no prob)

Disclaimer: I will say the word puss again in this post, so if you have a weak stomach, heads up!

Well, I'm taking a medical terminology class this semester, it's one of those "not required but highly recommended electives" for pharmacy school. It's a correspondence class, so it's up to a large textbook and my own devices to learn this stuff. I can handle the detailed drawings, but if there's a picture, my stomach clenches (I seriously had to cover them up so I could finish reading a section). My med school friend laughed when I told her that. Shut up. It's ICKY.

I've been making flashcards to help (sans detailed pictures), of all the terms, treatments, symptoms, word parts, everything. But every time I write puss or discharge, I have to suppress the urge to write eww in parentheses right next to it. And of the 700 flashcards I've done so far, eww would be on a lot of them. Who knew there were so many fluids that come out of the human body?

Side story: when Bailey was a puppy and had just gotten over parvo (another story, another day), she got sick with something else almost right afterward (weakened immune system). We took her to a 24 vet where they took x-ray's and discovered she had pneumonia. I looked at them, but it's the dog, I don't exactly know what I'm looking at/for. But I could see her spine and blobs that I determined (by process of elimination) were organs. So when our regular vet posted the X-rays and said, "you can see her microchip there (which is in her neck), I blurted out: "OH! I thought that was her butt!"

So maybe being a vet is out too...