Yo soy estudiante de medicina

Tonight I am going to volunteer at a free clinic called Wallace Medical Concern in oldtown Portland. This is in a desperate attempt to maintain some semblance of clinical technique as I slip further and further away from my 2nd year knowledge. During 2nd year, I actually got to a point where I felt fairly comfortable talking to patients and doing basic exams. I am so far away from that place right now.

I am pretty nervous about tonight, because a) I haven't seen a real live patient in about 6 months, and b) my Spanish skills have dwindled to the point where I am embarassed to say that I was a spanish major in college. Honestly embarassed. Like any native spanish speaker will think I am playing some sort of weird joke on them by saying "I majored in Hispanic Studies" in stilted, incorrect Spanish, and then asking "How long you be having cough sick, Senor?"

This could be very akward.