Finally, my adolescence is diagnosed!

I am currently sitting in the Weill-Cornell Medical College library awaiting the moment in exactly 1 hour and 40 minutes when my classmates and I alphabetically rush a table with envelopes containing the results of our residency math and, therefore, our futures for the next 3-7 years.

There was an interesting article published yesterday in the The New York Times describing the draw of dermatology and some of the more competitive (and lucrative) medical specialties. According to the article:

Dermatologists say they enjoy the variety of a specialty that encompasses serious illnesses like skin cancer and psoriasis as well as conditions like uncombable hair syndrome.

I should file a lawsuit against my teenage dermatologist for a missed diagnosis that had a serious impact on my quality of life. Damages could include pain and suffering (well, maybe just suffering) and lost wages for time spent trying to tame my mop.