This one’s gonna be brief.
6 weeks of various subspecialties is difficult to sum up. Especially since my experiences on otolaryngology, pediatric cardiac surgery, and orthopedic surgery were different from nearly everyone. For the non-med readers, there are a total of eight specialties that the med students are required to know about, but we only have the opportunity to see three. Studying the scope of 5 specialties that you don’t even glimpse as well as trying to absorb 3 you see every day is difficult to say the least.
But I wouldn’t be Atalanta if I didn’t attempt to entertain you for a few minutes. And by God, I need some entertaining, too. (Plus I may or may not be procrastinating from doing writing that actually needs doing.)
And here we are again – another rotation, another roundup.
There were a few moments when I thought I’d never get to write this (only a few, thank goodness), but every med student dreads gen surg and every student gets through it just fine. And I certainly can’t pretend to have suffered more than most. In fact, I had a lot of fun most of the time.
But you’re not really interested in my pre-review rambles and feelings. You’re here for the dirt.
So let’s go dirt-diving.
So my last obs call shift is officially over as of 8:00am this morning. It’s a good feeling, outside of the typical hungover, post-call blahs. Although it was about the weirdest call ever. Why?
- I slept 2 hours. Twice. And I didn’t miss anything. (For those who don’t know, getting 1.5 hours is about average for our group.)
- I only delivered 1 baby, and at the very end of my shift.
- I got to be 1st assist in surgery.
- I was post-exam and post-OSCE.
- I brought a novel. And actually got to read it. (The Casual Vacancy has been a refreshing change from Poe.)
- I sat down for all three meals for 30 glorious, uninterrupted minutes.
- I’m fighting a cold and actually felt better after my call shift.
Anyway, now that I’ve put off writing this until the very last second, here’s my quick recap of an interesting 6 weeks on obs/gyne:
I’m finally post-call after my first 26-hour stint on obstetrics call. It’s a weird sensation for sure, especially since I came back to my apartment and slept for a few hours. Now, mid-afternoon, it feels like late morning and late evening at the same time.
That doesn’t really make sense.
This entire week has been a bit weird – for 3 months I’ve barely seen one or two of my classmates and have been immersed in family medicine almost exclusively. Now I’m hanging with half a dozen of us on a daily basis, dealing with ornery pregnant ladies, lots of surgery, an awful lot of vaginas, and happy newborn babies. I still can’t quite believe I’m actually working in hospital (mostly).
Anyway. Back to the topic at hand. For those who aren’t aware, being “on-call” as a medical student on obstetrics means you’re essentially seeing everyone labouring, needing assessment, or who might be labouring from 6:00am one morning until 8:00am the next. And given that it’s obs, that generally means a sleepless night.
I wanted to give those who’ve never experienced call a sense of what goes through your mind as the day (and night) carries on…
I’ll find any excuse to use his beautiful face on my blog. I REGRET NOTHING.
So we jump from the OR to the dark rooms of diagnostic imaging. Well, they’re not permanently dark. They have light switches and stuff. I just think they haven’t been used since the hospital was built.
It was a short, 4-day week because of Thanksgiving, so I had to try and pack as much of this huge specialty into every day as I could. And it is huge. Radiography, fluoroscopy, CT, MRI, angiograms, ultrasound… and for each of those there’s a little sub-list of general, GI, obstetrics, etc etc. So what I found is not ever going to be a full understanding of what goes on every day on the main floor of the Alex, but I’ve put together a rough sketch of the stuff I found the most important. Please to enjoy!
(Also, I’m on hiatus for a bit – 2 weeks off, BOOYAH!! Off to Maui, I’ll send lots of sunshine-soaked love to y’all.)
You know you’re getting lazy when writing in your blog once a week seems like an awful lot.
Lazy butt aside, I’m back with another review, this time of my week-long anesthesia elective. I realize now that it’s not quite enough to be able to write a good, objective bit on an entire profession, never mind the sub-specialties within it. But imma try. Imma try good.
So here’s my (slightly abbreviated) stab at anesthesia:
(And happy Thanksgiving!!)
And there it goes. The very first rotation of clerkship, gone in a flash. I’m excited to be moving on and trying something different… but at the same time, I’m rather bummed. I mean, I just recently became accustomed to the odd schedule (2:30pm to 10:00pm followed by 7:00am to 2:30pm? Ouch.), never mind getting used to the clinic routine, the computer system, the GP’s approach to medicine, my preceptor… it’s all ending so quickly. There’s just such a huge variety of stuff to see in family med, you can’t possibly cover it all, never mind become proficient at any one thing. Well, except maybe upper respiratory tract infections. And cough. I am the cough queen. Post-nasaldripAsthmaGERDDrugs. It’s all one to me, like TBSyphilisSarcoid.
So. Time to dish.