"A medical doctor uninterested in nutrition, in agriculture, in the wholesomeness of mind and spirit is as absurd as a farmer who is uninterested in health. Our fragmentation of this subject cannot be our cure, because it is our disease."
Wendell Berry (via medicalstate)
The grass isn’t necessarily always greener…
accurately describes my mind right now.
My MCAT is two calendar days away. Whoa. Every time I try to study I feel like I’m zoning out and losing information instead of retaining it. It also doesn’t help that my last few practice tests have shown a slight decline in performance.
On the other hand, I took three full lengths in three days. Kinda suicidal, eh? To say I’m losing information or mental capacity would be ridiculous, given my performance on tests before the last few. as you can imagine, I’m having trouble getting to sleep. I can’t help but think of how much rides on what I do Friday afternoon from 1-6pm.
Whatever. I have to try my best to just get that outta my mind for now. I’ve seen success on practice tests, it’s time for that (and more) to transfer over to the real deal. Sigh, enough about this test!
Sharks will be moving on to the western conference semis against Detroit, thanks to the work of the Canucks. Get loud, shark tank. Wish I could be there…
I think I’m beginning to feel sleep settling in. Have a goodnight and good luck in whatever you do. Unless you’re a red wing or flyer… Or from philadelphia
William Utermohlen - self portrait
He painted a series of self-portraits to document the progressive ravaging of his brain by Alzheimer’s disease.
(via fuckyeahneuroscience)
Haven’t tumbled in a while, mainly because of MCAT studying…but seeing a 97th percentile in my practice verbal score reminds me why. Gotta keep moving up! Goal is officially 40 (dunno how realistic that is, but whatever; I feel optimistic right now)
Woo… Spring break…
No, the kid’s probably not color blind. A trick for teaching children colors at a younger age—and why it is otherwise so hard for them:
Divorced from context, most two and three-year olds might as well be colorblind; certainly they look that way when asked to correctly identify colors in a line-up, or accurately use color words in novel contexts. What’s more, psychologists have found that even after hours and hours of repeated training on color words, children’s performance typically fails to noticeably improve, and children as old as six continue to make major color naming errors. This is seriously bizarre when you consider all the otherthings that children at that age can do: ride a bike, tie their shoes, read the comics, and – mistake a blue cupcake for a pink one? Really? Does that actually happen?
Apparently yes – which is where 046M, and his color-naming compatriots came in. Armed with the tools of cognitive psychology, and a gang of nineteen year-old Nancy Drews (“research assistants”), we decided it was high time to figure out 1) why it takes so long for children to learn colors, of all things, and 2) whether we couldn’t shortcut the process.
It’s amazing how we can perceive sound without any external stimulus. The brain is, without a doubt, the most complex folded pile of goo in the universe.
