The California sun still calls my name. 2 more years and hopefully I can make my return to the west coast.
Above: this is our favorite taco wagon just down the street from home
Today was my last day of classes for 2nd year! I can't believe.
Random thought that just popped into my head. So I had a doctor's appt me today. No worries - everything is fine - just the yearly tune up. As a medical student, I sit there paying close attention to what the doctor does. Is he doing everything we've been taught? Does he skip something I think should be done? Does he ask all the right questions? Did he leave something out? I wonder if the doctor realizes that I'm paying meticulous attention. He sits there mindlessly making small talk, going through the exam and I mindlessly answer while analyzing his every move.
In a way I feel sorry for these doctors that have to deal with us medical students. One for the reason mentioned above - we are paying close attention and in theory know what is supposed to be done and two because learning about all these diseases scare us. I'm sure with each block, some student rolls into the office with some obscure complaint about whatever we are learning - chock full of biochemical information that the doctor has long since forgotten, because it's not clinically relevant.
That's it - off to study tonight. Test on Monday.
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