Grind

No matter how worn down you feel, that wheel just keeps grinding away.  Medical school just doesn't quit.  Instructors come and go and I'm still sitting in the same seat, feeling the same struggle to memorize, synthesize and apply.  At least we're on to GI so when I'm feeling down I can make diarrhea jokes...when you're sliding into first and your pants begin to burst, diarrhea, diarrhea. That song is now stuck in your head, you're welcome.