I guess this is my little corner of the web where I can rant and rave about the trials and tribulations of daily life. Most days are pretty trivial, but every once in a while I am reminded of how difficult things can be and I wonder to myself, "Why have I signed myself up for this, again?"But anyway, a bit about me: I am a medical student in my early 20s, somewhere in the UK (not French at all!) on a five-year programme, except instead of keeping us locked in lecture theatres for two years, we have patient contact from almost the first week. This would be fine if it wasn't for the fact that I am also autistic. "Asperger's syndrome/high-functioning autism", to be more precise. You may be wondering, "If you managed to get into medical school, why does that matter?" Well, before I started it wasn't official. However, it was very obvious very quickly that I was having problems, both at university with my peers and in the hospital with patients.Things are better now. I'm no longer a freshman first-year with little clue about the world. Admittedly, there is still a lot I don't know and I don't feel any less emotionally stunted than I did way back when, but I can get through a patient consult now without staring at the wall behind the patient the entire time.One thing I really wish I had at the time I was starting out was some sort of resource on the net - a blog or a support website orthat let me know that I'm not the only autistic med student out there. But alas, all I found was a few blogs that hadn't been updated for a very long time. So my aim with this is to keep things up to date. However, I also want to retain my anonymity to some degree (for now, at least). But one thing I can promise is something not too far from the truth.Will anybody read this? I have no idea. I'm not a writer, so I won't be publishing anything worthy of a novel any time soon. But that's okay. If there is demand for it, perhaps I might be able to make this a regular thing.