Thursday, October 28, 2004
Last year all the class of 2006 told us that second year is hell. Now they're saying third year is hell. So what's the deal? This semester isn't too bad--we have some days that don't start until 9 and we have one afternoon off each week. So now I'm getting worried about next semester. Will it be the nightmare everyone says it is?
Actually, this semester
is kinda nightmarish. There's only so many days I can take of sitting on my butt in a dark lecture hall (see "monkey balls" below), and it's killing me. I understand that we need to know endless lists of drugs and bugs and bacteria to practice medicine, but it's hard not to get bored with this 2nd year, 1st semester curriculum. I want to get down to the
real stuff--the examinations, the poop, the blood, the needles, the differential lists. . .
So maybe I'll start hanging out in the wildlife ward again, or hang out with the 4th years doing their clinical rotations, or attend internal medicine rounds on Fridays.
I gotta get off my butt and do
something to remind me that a real life of practicing medicine awaits. . .
If third year is full of classes where you actually learn surgery, dentistry and radiology and get tested on technical skills and problem solving every week, the that's
my kind of hell!
