Was travelling with family last week and fell a lil sick. The weather was wonderful today and I was able to spend a few hours learning. Finally completed uworld block on genetics. Feels like a huge achievement honestly.
It's studying for exams, so giving nights and days, everything.
Sitting all the day long in front of desk and trying to focus hard has its ultimate result too - legs going numb every now and then. I guess every med student is familiar with this 'med numbness'??
PS. I miss surgery & casualty soooo bad (been in & out of the OT the last days of November))) and also I MISS NOVEMBER already:(
Today was a slow day, I started my day at the doctors office. Luckily I wasn’t starting to get a flu, getting sick is not the best idea especially with the last 2 months of my degree being as hectic as they are going to be.
I had my first and only class at 12:30, Physiology. We were starting the Respiration module with Sleep Apnea being the topic of the day. At 14:00 there was a Pharmacology meeting about a group project due later in the month (it could have been an email).
All in all I was happy to see my friends and experience another day.
Have you ever considered this is a really stupid layout to have when there’s no way to easily get your account back if you accidentally hit the wrong button???
Hilariously (fittingly? shamefully?) I have not touched a journal nor have my fingers clacked away on a keyboard for my blog about med school since, well... the beginning of the year. This year’s goal? Document my med school journey in exquisite, nay, excruciating detail. Recreate it all for the reader! Do it for yourself! Remember it all!
Now that week 1 has passed (back in January) I’m pleased to inform you of my most recent blog update: graduating the year. Yep, clearly the daily/weekly med school adventure blog went extremely well. If anything, though, it sums up the year a little bit. In the beginning of the year, I thought this was all tooooootally manageable.
Ah, the beginning of the year. I’ll be so organised! I’d tried to convince myself. Medicine is manageable if you just make for the time for it. Oh my, so young. So naive! So full of hope!
And yet... today I got the email confirming that I had passed all of my first year exams. I’ve done it!
How? Well, to be honest... barely.
In hindsight, this year was ROUGH.
Just before starting med school, I’d gotten appendicitis. Then my grandpa, with whom I was extremely close, passed away. My job (who I’d convinced I could keep up with, sin problema) doubled—nay, tripled—the workload despite me cutting my hours in half. I failed my mid year exams. When recovering from surgery, I got COVID, and as a result, missed 5 weeks of my 2nd semester.
Walk in the park, right?
And yet, miraculously, (dazzled with a few tears and “I’m going to *sniffs* fail *sniffs* and have to *blows nose* repeat the whole year again!”)... I passed. It sounds like a dramatic proclamation, but to be honest, it wasn’t far off. Having failed one of the mid-year exams, the end of year situation was looking to be on verrrrrry thin ice. No matter what class I sat in I just felt like everyone knew more than me. Quite the humbling moment going from being the top of your class and colleagues to... the bottom. The pits. The dungeon! The silly corner. I felt like I’d turned up to a party where everyone got the memo about the fancy dress except for me. I was plain, boring, and unprepared.
The week before my final exams, my boyfriend and I had a huge fight. Again. He didn’t talk to me for 3 days—despite the fact that we live together—and in my distress, I couldn’t eat, nor concentrate on my studies. My stress migraines launched like rockets and I lay in bed in desperation. Desperate for an apology, or for a shot of inspiration to bring me back to life and get me back into the books.
Despite all of this, I still made it.
I won’t lie, it was tough. I quit my job, and have shifted to tutoring instead. I set my own hours and get paid more per hour (plus it’s way less stressful), but obviously less secure than a job with a company. But, it meant that I could dedicate far more time to my studies. I missed weddings, and parties, and weekends. Sundays were spent between tutoring and studying clinical skills with my study group.
But now, I can say it was worth it. I passed! Bring on second year!
life lately is filled with lots of studying via practice questions and breaks filled with books and crafts and baking! i currently have a pleasant board exam study schedule that consists of a nice slow morning with a matcha latte and some reading, completing 160 practice questions, then relaxing the rest of the evening with the usual hobbies like reading, crocheting and knitting, cross-stitching, etc. recently i’ve read the idiot by elif batuman, berlin by bea setton, and now i’m reading either/or (sequel to the idiot) by myself and the thursday murder club by richard osman with my boyfriend. overall having a much better time studying for step 2 than for step 1!
i’m baking nonstop but the cake pictured is a vegan cardamom cocoa with star design inspired by earlygirl__ on twitter
Decided to deep clean my room and set aside my exam materials because I wont be needing them in the near future. Also found my paint palette with acrylics adherent to them for over 6 months, I have soaked them in water. Any ideas to peel them off faster?
Today I had an early start to my day with an 8 am lecture. I had to wake up at 4:30 just to get there on time since I use public transportation.
I really need to get my license. My learners license has expired once already :-/
I’m a bit stressed since I have my last pharmacology test next week Monday. It’s all I can think about. I’m hoping I can do really well and keep my marks high.
It’s the fact that we are still learning content for the test less that a week away from the test. But I guess it is what it is.
I just really want to get into medicine next year. It’s what I’ve been working really hard for for the past two years. I just don’t want to let myself down.