Med School Gif Party (Part 3)

THE LIFE AND TIMES OF 2nd YEAR MED SCHOOL (part the third)

So, when we last left off you were feeling pretty smug with yourself:

Unless you're a 1st year then at this point in time you're probably feeling a little more like this:

But anyway, here you are in 2nd year and you're in the home stretch of Clerkship Training! You might be finishing up the touchy-feely essays in your Black Bag Book:

Or maybe you're smarter than I am, and you did that a while ago so you aren't plagued by reflecting on your feelings. Either way, you probably strutted into class thinking "Oh, an intro to all my clerkship rotations! This will be interesting and relaxing and fun!"

Then class starts and it's not relaxing at all. 

It's on that day that the "being a med student" workload everyone's been warning you about all your life finally sets in.

And the prof keeps telling you all these HORRIBLE things - 16 hour in-house call for Internal Medicine.

A pile of responsibilities that like seriously? I dunno how many hours you have in a day but I've got at least 10hrs less than you. 

So on the inside while the prof keeps talking, you're like:

And on the outside you're HOPING you look like this:

But it's way more likely you look more like this: 

So you decide that instead of having a total breakdown in the middle of class you just tune out until 3:15 cuz that's the end of the last lecture of the day. 

Only it's not. Because.... IMPROMPTU EXTRA CLASS ABOUT ALL THE THINGS YOU'RE DEFINITELY GOING TO DO WRONG DEAL WIT IT

And then you talk to some of the 1st years and they're all like "One 3Hr Final at the end of the week omg!" and you're like... 

Cuz you realize that you've been telling yourself this whole time since the first day of med school that things will get easier as you get farther in? And that was a dirty dirty lie. 

....I'm so discouraging, I know. I'm just as sad as you about it    :(     :(     :(

The GOOD news is, summer break is less than 1 week away!

The bad news is, this is the last summer break you'll ever have until you retire and then die.

And in one year, that'll be you too, my first year buddies <3 

But in the end, it's worth it! We're all doing what we wanted to do with our lives, and no matter what the effort is, it's totally worth it to get to be doctors and save people in the end (eventually). :) 

 - A. 

Boyfriend's Amazing Talents

I have allergies.
They are making me cranky.
Also, I took someone's blood today like a professional. So I got that going for me, which is nice.



- A.

MED SCHOOL GIF PARTY (prt 2)

..............are you sick of my gif file nonsense yet?

I'm gonna do a part two if you're ready.
Ready?
Yes? No? Maybe?

Ok.

LETS DO THIS.

THE LIFE AND TIMES OF 2nd YEAR MED SCHOOL (part the second)

So you have your spring break and that was half alright/a blur for a few days. You come back to school and you THINK that you're gonna be all refreshed and ready to face whatever the next block of courses are. You know that there are impending FINAL OSCEs coming up.... but you can deal with that cuz really... you've only got like 6 weeks between now and your BLACK BAG (aka., final work term before clerkship). 

It's may and you're all about turning over a new leaf. No alcohol! Exercise/yoga EVERY DAY ALL THE TIME! Start a blog! etc etc etc. You are ready for this shit. And you are gonna ROCK IT:

....First Lecture (TLDNR):

......Second Lecture (runs overtime): 

....Then... all the lectures are just a blur.

Basically.. to sum of the remainder of that semester before Black Bag: 

Seems kind of negative right? 

Well... first of all.. deal with it. 

Secondly... SEMESTERS OVER SECOND OSCE IS OVER AND BAM NOW YOU'RE ABOUT TO START BLACK BAG. 

Gonna go to work every day! You tell all your friends its basically gonna be a vacation! You are STOKED cuz you know ALL THE THINGS and its JUST general practice. How hard could that POSSIBLY BE!? PIECE OF CAKE.

....let me go ahead and tell you what nobody told me: 

SEE ONE DO ONE TEACH ONE   (Medschool Protip: prepare for that statement to bring you the WORST anxiety forever and ever and ever)

And your preceptor takes pity on you and is like "ok its you're first day. Here is a straightforward case. Do this one yourself. You got this" 

NOPE.

NO ITS OK I GOT DIS. I HAVE EXCELLENT PEOPLE SKILLS

WRONG.

...Long story short. I don't care how smart you think you are, here is what will happen every.single.day. (possibly for the rest of your life):

And then, Before you know it! BLACK BAG IS OVER!. BACK TO CLERKSHIP PREP COURSE FOR TWO WEEKS AND THEN YOU ARE AN ADULT FOREVER! WHEEEE.

Remember how it felt when you started 2nd yr? 

Well... once family med put you in your place about being an arrogant asshole... 

Here is the morning of starting Clerkship Prep Course:

I will be the first to admit that I, at one point in time, may or may not have been a bit of a self-assured individual (ie., cocky) when it came to my intelligence. Even in first year I got all kinds of sick ole marks...But the combination of 2nd yr and black bag put me in my place pretty harshly. So... I was like, alright prep course: teach me all the things. ASAP...before I fail at life forever. 

The heavens part and SUDDENLY you start seeing these super easy peese courses about "professionalism in the workplace" and you're like: 

Which is just segway into....

Because it seems like every lecture has the following theme: 

And then they ask you to write a paper on that... which may or may not be worth any marks. And you're like: 

NAILED. IT. 

And all looks awesome for a little while. 

You enter week 2 of the Clerkship Prep Course. 

You look at your schedule and its all like "welcome to the discipline of X" (where X = a bunch of courses in sequential order). 

And part of your brain is like... maybe I should pay attention cuz this is probably going to be more helpful than last week. But the larger, lazier and more arrogant part of your brain that came creeping back like a festering venereal infection after an unfinished course of antibiotics is like: 

..... TO BE CONTINUED

MED SCHOOL GIF PARTY (part 1)

So the good news is I figured out (theoretically) how to put gif files in my blogs.
The bad news is that I'm not wearing any pants
...wait.

ITS ALL GOOD NEWS TODAY!

As some of you may know, I am in a school that requires me to know things. Medical things. In lieu of learning about this gif business, here is a gif rendition of life as a med student.

I might break this up into segments because ... not gonna lie... I've been avoiding doing all work and instead just downloading gif's for the last 5hrs. So... hope you like moving images cuz ur gonna see a lot of 'em for the next little while (ie., until I finish my latest comic).

Now... I gotta be honest. In real life I'm really not very funny. Since this blog has seemed to develop regular readers (WOO! SUCCESS OMG QUITTING MY DAY JOB #seriousnotserious), I'm beginning to be made more and more aware of this fact:

So... I'm sorry in advance if none of this is humorous to anyone other than me (and bf... though I'm 62.15% certain most of the time he just is like NO ITS FUNNY IM LAUGHING ON THE INSIDE). 

ALRIGHT. Here we go! 

THE LIFE AND TIMES OF 2nd YEAR MED SCHOOL.

You start the year off feeling pretty spiffy. Maybe you spent the previous summer doing something awesome like traveling! Maybe you spent it doing something useful, like research! Either way, you feel like a baller and s'all good. You're all like PTTH STEP ASIDE IM AMAZEBALLS:

You head into that class as a SECOND YEAR (the last of your PRECLERKSHIP!) with all these wondrous ideas about picking your clerkship rotations, being an all-star student, and maybe doing like FIVE specialties cuz, really, whats stopping you!? You're basically a God among mortals:

But swiftly after first semester, Neurology (and all its 5-syllable terminology) comes along and kicks you right in the ear and you're like, well fuck:

....So you knock that off the list of choices for future careers. 

But then something that you're unnervingly good at like psychiatry comes along and you're like HOLY SHAT I AM SUPER AWESOMETASTIC! < self-esteem redeemed >:

Luckily, Christmas break hits around then and you're left feeling smug and satisfied with yourself for another 10 days or so. But then... Winter semester comes and much like the lords of Winterfell, you genuinely thought you were gonna be SUCH PREPARE for dat buizznazz.... but no matter how ready you think you are... you ain't. Hobag. 

Then the first round of OSCE's show up like a ton of bricks:

Right around that time Pediatrics is all like OH HAI REMEMBER ALL DEM MULTIPLE CHOICE YOUVE DONE FOR THE LAST 2YRS!? NOPE.

Basically the only thing that gets you through every day/night/second are imaging how wonderful spring break will be...

And wine. 

A lot of wine.

All day errry-day.

.... TO BE CONTINUEDDDDDDDDD