Medical School: Where Hi-Liters and Cups of Coffee Go to Die

I'm sitting in a cardio-pathophysiology lecture (half) listening to a most excellent lecturer, a pathologist with a bushy white mustache and mild Austrian accent. Second year is exponentially better than the first. The classes actually discuss things that happen to human beings and not abstruse diagrams or fruit flies. Lots of fun things happening now that I won't get into at the moment. I just wanted to post an update and hopefully get myself into the habit, even if it's at the expense of paying attention.