Prison Break

My classmate Fisk and I had our last day of medical training at prison today. Although I'm relieved to be "set free" and regain my wednesdays, I will miss everyone.

Dr. G is the gold standard of doctors. He loves his job, he is excited to work and he taught Fisk and I so much more than the classroom. The guards were hilarious, and the prisoners... well, they have been some of the best patients I've ever cared for.

The experience, while fantastic, was not the best part. Each Wednesday, I got to know Fisk better and better. He is the quiet, brooding type... to some, kinda creepy. I asked him to be my partner for very simple reasons. He lives 2 blocks over, so if we had to drive I wouldn't have to go far to pick him up.

Each week he opened up more and more. It took a bit of prodding on my part, but I'm good at it. I started off by talking about myself. This is pretty typical... and oh so natural. I went on and on about restaurants and travel. Two things that generally peak peoples' interest and provoke participation.

Slowly but surely my soliloquies turned into actual conversations, and Fisk and I developed a friendship. He talked about sushi restaurants, gave me a list of things to do in Vegas and listened to the latest and greatest of the RedSox saga. I, in turn, would have RedSox take me to these restaurants, come with me to Vegas and prepare something new to tell Fisk the following week.

Today was a sad day for the both of us. Things with RedSox will continue to get better, but I won't see Fisk anymore to share the news. We probably won't be seeing much of each other for the next 2 years. Classes are done, and by that I mean I don't go anymore. Next year we have totally different rotation schedules.

So today we made the most of the day. Dr. G drove us back to Beacon Hill. Fisk and I went to lunch at a sushi restaurant. Afterwards, we went back to his place to do our last assignment.

I criticized his home decor choices. He taught me how to throw darts. We made fun of a few people on facebook. He showed me family pics and girlfriend pics. I showed him RedSox's profile on facebook. Finally, a few hours later we hit the send button on email to hand in our assignment, and I left.

When I got home and checked my email, I had a friend request from Fisk on facebook. I added him with a special notice.

"We met randomly... in prison"