OMM

Things are moving right along. I think you’ll find that my posts are getting shorter and more “this is what happened today” than actual long, thought out posts about certain topics. Things change. Biochemistry is quick. I mean they tell you that in undergrad and they’re like “they’ll cover a semester in 6 weeks.” But you don’t really believe it. You’re just like “yeah sure but I’ll know more things by the time I’m there.” Nope. I’m still the same girl that falls asleep after trying to study too long. Also the whole “6 weeks” thing is more like two weeks. We have a midterm Monday. Quizzes 3/5 days in the week. Yup. Our final is a week from Monday. Then we move on. Three days in and we are in chapter 12. So there’s a little glance at how quick it goes. In other, more exciting news, we went to OMM lab today. For those of you who don’t know, OMM is osteopathic manipulative medicine. We practiced touching a partner, getting to know what certain kinds of structures feel like under our skin and how to describe those things. It sounds basic but it was a relief after talking about michaelis-menten kinetics. Plus it makes me feel doctor-y. My partner found an “asymmetry” of touch on my back where my muscle was strained and the osteopath that was there adjusted me after class! Perks of being a stomach sleeper. It’s odd getting down at eye level with someone’s crotch and pushing on their iliac crest, but I liked it! Fun stuff. Now back to...

First day of medical school classes

Day one is in the books. I am a medical student. I survived one day. I sat there thanking my undergrad professors silently for giving me little morsels to remember. I actually thought of some tricks and deep rooted fundamental knowledge they taught me to help me dig into biochemistry today. I’ve got to study some more still before I call it a night, but I thought I would share a little gem of a video that represents my life...

The-Burnout,-Doubt-Everything,-Find-Resolve-Again Cycle

Pre-meds take heart. I ache for you. I really do. I know how it is. I know you doubt your decision to become a doctor or PA constantly. I know that it comes at the worst times too. Right before a test. I used to sit in the student union with my science classmates, staring at our textbooks. We watched the sun go down from the same spot almost every night. We ordered dinner in there; sipped coffee; ate entirely too many sour straws. We pretended to know how to explain the problems’ solutions to each other. We tried index cards, quizzing each other, making up games, and repeating the answers over and over. We tried writing it out multiple times and diagramming it, any creative way to make it easier on ourselves to learn. During this ritual, one or all of us would end up with eyes glazed over, elbow resting on the book, face in hand. Or worse-  head down resting on the book staring off into the void. Jenna would catch my eye and say “What?” as in “What are you thinking?” and I’d spout off our usual joke about wishing the information would just enter my brain through osmosis as I was laying on it. Then- and stay with me here because our overloaded minds rarely make  sense. “I just…. I can’t… I mean… [sigh]. This is just really hard and I hate it and I’m tired and I can’t… I mean…. ugh… WHY? Natural progression dictates the others around you join in on the moaning. Such begins a big discussion of every cruel assignment,...

Roadtrip Recap 1 and Settling Back in at Home

Ahhh, it feels good to be home. Mostly. First of all, I want to thank so many of you for stopping by on my page! On my stats, I could tell people were checking into my homepage a lot more than usual. It could have been a fluke, but it made me excited to be able to post again. I didn’t have wifi and we were eating walking around and doing various concert things an awful lot for me to do much posting. Currently, I am in sitting in bed with a mess of crap all over my room to unpack. Some things I am not ready to face though. I am refusing to take off the most comfortable merch sweatshirt I got from Needtobreathe’s merch manager, and I have not removed my mascara fully in over 6 days. At this point it just sort of crumbles off when it dries out enough and then it falls into my eyes and becomes rather painful. I’m a stubborn lady though and I’m just not ready to go there. Still, I must accept on some level that vacation is over. The self-tanning lotion has all but rubbed off, and my blisters from walking around the city in new shoes (bad horrible idea) are healing nicely. Last Thursday, I hustled around Tulsa getting stuff done before the trip. I had to pick up Dani at 4. I got to her apartment/work, got her keys and got to work terrorizing her cats loading up her stuff into my car. We got on the road and quickly tired of any music that wasn’t “Fancy” by...

How I know I’ll make it

Yesterday I was faced with every senior’s dream come true… A pass/fail (hard) class with a final I can get a zero on and still pass. I can literally walk away. Unscathed. Scot free. I rejoiced. I bragged to several people. I mentally told myself that I do not have to study at all for that final, giving me a completely free evening. I breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that I had perhaps already taken my last Malmberg test. I considered not even going to take the final. I entertained the idea of not studying. Both are opportunities I have only dreamt of having in my four years here. This does not happen in the OBU science department. Even if your grade is good enough, you dare not skip a final because you will undoubtedly have that same professor again next year and you do not want them to have a bad view of you. I’m telling you this so you realize how big of a deal this is. So, here I was faced with this exact scenario. Pretty quickly, I decided I would go take the final and just not study. I sat idle for about 2 minutes. Then I picked up my book, got out my notes, and studied- hard- for about 6 hours. I know. I was surprised as well. I studied it while I ate snacks, I studied while I watched TV. Each time I got up to pee or get a drink, I picked it right back up without dreading an evening of studying. I did it because I wanted to. Suddenly, when...

Doctor Patient Relationship

I read this article today. I have often thought about the kind of doctor I will be. Its hard to not know about how terribly our health care system is failing us- it seems like all it is about nowadays is the bottom line, malpractice lawsuits, and the affordable care act. All of these have strong opinions associated with them. The doctor patient relationship is something that I think most people can agree on. You want to have a nice relationship with your doctor, because its built on mutual trust. But the broken health care system we are a part of, isn’t fostering good, trusting relationships, its hindering care. In order for a primary care doctor to make a doctor’s salary, they have to carry a load of 2,500 patients, seeing up to 24 a day at clinic’s I have shadowed at. In this article, which focuses on the emergency room setting, those docs are also prone to the pressure to see more patients, who are often in more critical situations. One thing I’m glad they focused on was the changes in medical education. Since obviously we aren’t doing something right, it is a good idea to look to who is teaching our doctors and see what we can change there. I think teaching social skills is sort of impossible though. Some people have it, other don’t. What they can teach though, is the psychology. What do people like? More specifically, what do patients like in a doctor. I think focusing on how your behavior comes off, and getting feedback on your bedside manner, are excellent and extremely valuable...