When that freakout panicky feeling starts to come along about...now, four days before my first neuroscience exam, I need a couple cheerleaders around as to not succumb to a a paralyzing cycle of thought initiated by self-doubt.
Currently, those cheerleaders are Bob Dylan, Florence and the Machine and Dispatch.
Their soothing cords combined with reassuring and motivating lyrics keep me calm while providing the perfect amount of pre-performance nerves. I rehearse the anti-Parkinson drugs for the upteenth time in my mind to a specific acoustic cord with a specific lyric. I remember the Anti-Parkinson drugs such as Sinemet and Pergolide to a particular rhythm and recall it during test day. It's almost like each drug's mechanism is plugged into a certain lyric.
Not only do my cheerleaders provide a rhythm, but their lyrics insert themselves into part of my thought process. They help replace that medical school anxiety and keep things in perspective. "You gotta serve somebody" is a much healthier and motivating mantra than the neurotic thoughts flooding the minds of any anxious medical student.
So, with that said, enjoy this mini playlist so I can go study and eventually serve somebody, and if any of these lyrics move you to my cause, feel free to take a leap and donate.
"Say what you want, say what you mean, question yourself. Are you really what you seem. Say what you want, say what you mean, question yourself. Are you really what you dream?"
"And it's hard to dance with the devil on your back, so shake him off."
"They may call you doctor, or they may call you chief, but you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed."
Currently, those cheerleaders are Bob Dylan, Florence and the Machine and Dispatch.
Their soothing cords combined with reassuring and motivating lyrics keep me calm while providing the perfect amount of pre-performance nerves. I rehearse the anti-Parkinson drugs for the upteenth time in my mind to a specific acoustic cord with a specific lyric. I remember the Anti-Parkinson drugs such as Sinemet and Pergolide to a particular rhythm and recall it during test day. It's almost like each drug's mechanism is plugged into a certain lyric.
Not only do my cheerleaders provide a rhythm, but their lyrics insert themselves into part of my thought process. They help replace that medical school anxiety and keep things in perspective. "You gotta serve somebody" is a much healthier and motivating mantra than the neurotic thoughts flooding the minds of any anxious medical student.
So, with that said, enjoy this mini playlist so I can go study and eventually serve somebody, and if any of these lyrics move you to my cause, feel free to take a leap and donate.
"Say what you want, say what you mean, question yourself. Are you really what you seem. Say what you want, say what you mean, question yourself. Are you really what you dream?"
"And it's hard to dance with the devil on your back, so shake him off."
"They may call you doctor, or they may call you chief, but you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed."
you must be listening to your cd's from my itunes!
ReplyDelete?oh shoot; how'd you guess?
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