Monday morning is the beginning of something I have been waiting on for a very long time: The time that I no longer have to sit in a classroom and the beginning of 3rd year clinical rotations.
I have my stethoscope, panoptic ophthalmoscope, “Maxwell’s”, “Practical Guide to The Care of the Medical Patient” pocket book, black pens, pin light, different medical apps loaded on my iphone, and “Sanford’s Guide to Antibiotics”. Should I pack a lunch, do I put snacks in my pockets, do I need a toy since I am going to be on peds? Many, many questions. Guess it will be trial by fire.
Last Tuesday officially marked the end of two years of book work, sleepless nights of studying for exams, and the classroom education to becoming a physician. On July 1st a new chapter begins: clinical rotations.
Looking back at the past two years I think I can officially say that it was the longest and the shortest two years of my life. From the first day of endless printing and crying about how there is absolutely NO way I could possibly learn or maybe even read all of this information, to meeting some of the best friends I have ever had, learning that it is possible to learn a ton of information, have some kind of social life, stay in a committed and loving marriage, and the minimal amount of sleep that I actually need to feel like a human being the next day and pass an exam.
COMLEX boards were the beast that had to be overcome before I could have a very tiny summer break. Trying to keep up with Doctors in Training during the semester, COMBANK, and the other Q-banks, plus perform well in my actual classes proved to be a difficult task. I managed to, well sorta. And to top things off a solid month of 8-14 hour days of studying. I would just like to thank my husband for putting up with me through all of this, thank the girl that made sure I had a stress outlet to discuss boards with, the guy that sent me so many questions to test my knowledge and for all the love, prayers, support, and encouragement that so many people provided me.
Vacation with the husband and parents has proven to be a much needed stress relief and fun.
I will be learning and working hard for the rest of my life, but I am so glad that the past two years are behind me. The next two years are going to be hard and challenging, but I am so excited to actually get to see medicine in action.
I sing this to myself as I am running. “just keep swimming, just keep swimming, swimming, swimming….” thanks Dorie (Finding Nemo).
After having this duck given to me today after listening to residents, the residency director, and coordinator of NW Residency program talk to our school today, I decided I need to “keep swimming” for the rest of this semester and through boards. Then maybe I can float for a couple weeks in June and get back to swimming in July.
HI! I’m student doctor Duroy and I will be examining you today.
Writing my first H&P: what is an H&P? How long is this going to take? How many questions do I have to ask? What all do I have to examine? what does that word mean? Oh, good thing this is just on a family member.
Second year H&P 3 week of fall semester: oh! I think I remember that I did one of these at some point during the spring semester. I have an hour and a half, that’s a really long time! Surely I won’t need to use it all. Well that was a wrong assumption to make. Maybe I should practice with this stuff a little more.
Second year H&P spring semester: I know what word means. Maxwell’s is my friend. Scunt Monkey is pretty cool.
CC:HPI:PHM:PSH:Allergies:Social Hx: Meds: ROS: does this need to be focused or all-inclusive? Physical exam: Did I forget anything? Oh, I even did some extra test. These patients aren’t as scary as I remember them being. I am not sweating as much as I remember. I know how to use these tools.
Dang it, I knew I forgot something. Definitely need more practice. Let’s see what I can come up with.
Yesterday when I finally got around to checking my email this was waiting for me:
Today when I got home from shopping, lunch, and good times with friends this is what was waiting on my doorstep:
The last Christmas break I am going to have from being in school needs to slow down just a bit. The next 10 days, 240 hours, or 14,400 minutes of life need to slow down, take their time passing.
I’m going to pretend for another 864,000 seconds that I didn’t get that email or that book wasn’t delivered by UPS today.