WOW

There was no other greater feeling since my career as a medical student (up until now because who knows what else may happen in the future) then having your professor, Dr. V an M.D., come up to tell you that he's really impressed with you AND for the second time at that. OH, BY THE WAY everyone in my class is AFRAID of Dr. V because he grades really hard.

Well, my class had to do female and male genetalia examinations with patients that the school flew in from Miami. For the male patient we had to do by ourselves without supervision from our professor. But with the females, Dr. V (the M.D.) was there supervising and pretending to be our nurse. There were three people in my group and I was chosen to go second to give the female genitalia examination. I believe Dr. V's words were "let the young one go second".

So as i'm walking towards the patient Dr. V slides the chair behind me and him and the patient are saying "get closer... closer... closer... yes... closer... don't be afraid!" which, clearly i was very afraid. So I do the gynecological exam explaining everything I was doing and looking for as I went through the motions. Of course, the patient would tell me what I was doing wrong while I apologize and quickly correct my mistakes. But, at the end of the day Dr. V comes up right next to me (while we're watching the third student porform the exam) and whispers to me "you did great" and then leaves to help the student. Two minutes later "did you study? I can tell you studied VERY hard for this." Then that totally made my day and a huge smile came across my face and I then became less nervous , although still not feeling more compentent than I felt walking in to the examination room. But yes, compliments from M.D.'s... WOW.

Thank you Lord.

Go Home

One of classmates came up to me in the library (just a while ago) and told me to go home because it had seemed to her that I had been studying in the same spot for the entire day, never moving, never eating, and never taken a break. Soo... that's exactly what I did (I went home) but now... I am sitting in front of the ultimate time waster, my computer! UGGGHHH!

Today

Today and yesterday just seem to be just weird (with the exception of the cool people who sit in the front two rows in class, which includes me! where nothing surprises me but yet... i'm still surprised).


On a better note....

Ahhhhhh... i want to visit Japan. Look at the country's lanscape, vegetation, people, that place looks so calm.

OH... and don't forget all the anime I can watch!

Wet Willy's and Real Meat

I miss the cafeteria food of last week. Last week, the cafeteria served real meat in the burgers that people ordered. It was might-y good! This week... back to soy burgers galor. YUCK!

Today during med ethics my friend decided that it would be funny if she gave me a wet willy. UGGGHH... feeling someone rub spit in your outter ear totally sucks and is nasty.

Blogger inept

This morning, while getting over caffiene intoxication (by the way, med students are known for abusing caffiene but not the the DSM psychological sense of abuse and dependence because the DSM only classifies caffience in toxication - anyone who says "i'm addicted to caffiene" doesn't know what they're talking about).

Anyways... will getting over my caffiene intoxiation and studying for a test at th same time I started thinking about how blogger inept I was (1 symptom out of 5/12 that one needs to have in order to fulfill criteria B... rambling flow of thoughts) in seeing that I don't even know how to put a title on my blogger without changing the font size and italicizing. I didn't realize that there was a setting for a title!

So I figured it out. Anyways, studying for a test tht i might get raped up the zooowhaaa.

Dear pathology that's making my life miserable-

HIIIIIYA- Take that! BAM! BASH! High kick! SONIC BOOM!

Uggghhhh....

Cup of Joe... Cup of Java... Part 2

So I was thinking, after the last coffee incident, about what I should do about getting a good cup of coffee without getting mad at the coffee people for filling my cup half-way with coffee and the other half with whip-cream.

Last time, I went with Rogi and we ordered Green Tea Chi. Well, they filled both of our cups up but the drink itself didn't taste good. YUCK... mine tasted more like burnt water with green tea nasty.

Now i'm thinking, I should bring someone that looks mean but not that mean. Just someone intimidating enough so that the coffee people will be scared to fill the cup up half-way and then charge full price because they will fear being asked why they are soo shady.

Or maybe, next time I go, I will demand the other half of my drink or demand to pay half price for half a cup of coffee!

Bavaria


Today was Ryan's birthday and since it was his birthday me and my friends went to Bavaria where they were having a German sausage and beer fest. It was really fun, the sausages were pretty good!

A funny quote said tonight, "it's just like me (Ryan) ordering sushi". HAHA!

Well... lots of studying to do tomorrow. What a life! I LOVE IT! <no jinx> I like where i'm at, med school that is (although very stressful but good stress), I love my family, and I love my friends! As a reference in med psych... it's good for people to have a good support system to fall back on when things get rough.

I talk about the support system because of this situation that occured during this week. In class, one of my friends was talking to me, actually complaining, about how stressed she was. This is because she was about to take her boards (STEP 1 of the USMLE) in December. It's not acutally just stress about taking the boards but alot of things compounded such as her other classes and tests that he has to take and pass along with an insurmountable amount of "what if" questions (what if i fail? what if they take my certification away? what if i have to come back to retake this?). At first I couldn't understand why she was so stressed out and i told her that she was a smart person and that she probably didn't fail her shelf exam. After I said that she could say anything. However, each consecutive day of this week she would get progressively, no... exponentially stressed to the point where she started to cuss at anything that made no sense". Example, "what does he mean that neoplams or tumors can occur without proliferation? that's BULLSH*T... BULL... SH*T!" (I have to agree with this unless someone can tell a neoplasm that does not occur with proliferation and don't say dysplasia because dysplasia is not necessarily a neoplasm though it could be a precursor to it such as in GERD's). Anyways, i get uncomfortable with people who have violent tendencies and start yelling when trying to vent so I tried to avoid that subject with her. But today we had this townmeeting and the Dean and the Assistant Dean explained alot of things to us and now i understand why she's so stressed out and what she must be feeling. Well it's a good thing that I understand now and that she has a person who can talk to.

However, the part that i hate is that her stress is projecting on to me and making me more stressed out then I should. To top things all off, one of my friends in class (another one) was really stressed out and i said "geez, don't stress out, gezzz". And she whipped back, "Sorry, I can't be like you and go skim boarding and forget all about the things stressing me out." The truth of the matter is, I don't feel as if I'm more stressed out than the rest but I do feel as if I'm getting there.

Going back to my original thought (as though I an circumstaintial <knock on wood> ) support systems, they're great. They also a factor in a good prognosis if you do end up in a "crisis".


Oh. Happy Birthday to Ryan!