If there’s one thing to be said about a Ross University education, it’s that it produces a special sort of doctor. People who come to Ross and make it through are not the sort of people who will take the road of least resistance. I once heard it said that people who come through Ross are the ones who will take the stairs rather than waiting for the elevator. We’re go-getters. We’re tenacious. We don’t let obstacles deter us. We scoff at naysayers, wherever they may be. Over 700 people graduated with me and as different as we all are, each of us shared one characteristic: we were all willing to do whatever it took to achieve our goal. If I were fighting an illness, I’d certainly want a doctor like that taking care of me.
Archive for the ‘7th semester’ category
(note – this post was originally written on June 4th, 2011)
It was only fitting that my last shift in the SJEH Emergency Department was as hectic as any typical Friday 7 – 7. I had two patients literally sobbing with pain and one who was gushing so much blood that it spilled onto my pants. I had to tell one lady that she’d miscarried and examine three little girls who’d been brought by the police because their mother had tried to commit suicide. There were two attendings on call but only one resident who was new* so I didn’t get a chance to take a lunch break. It was all worth it though, when I overheard one of the attendings tell a consultant, “She can do it. She’s not [a] resident but she’s the brightest one here.”
Over the course of the past 4 weeks, I’ve worked harder than I’ve ever had to in medical school. I performed more pelvic exams than I did during my ob/gyn core. Even though I thought I wasn’t going to be able to practice for CS, the ER was actually a great setting for honing the skills I need to showcase on the exam. For some schools, ER is a core rotation and now I can understand why so many deem it to be an essential part of medical training. I’d definitely recommend it, especially at SJEH.
*The resident was actually a PGY-3 who’d previously done a month of ER during his intern year. When I asked if he needed any help, he declined.
Just thought I’d drop in with a brief update about how I’m going to lose my mind. On Monday I returned to SJEH to begin my four week Emergency Medicine elective, which is, while so far very exciting, possibly the worst rotation I could have chosen. Over the next couple of months I have to prepare for Step 2 CS (June 17th), Step 2 CK (July 17th for now, may be changed) and get everything ready for ERAS and the NRMP. In addition, by the 20th of this month, I have to submit the materials required for my school to create an MSPE so spectacular that program directors’ eyes will burst from their heads with wonder at what a spectacular candidate I am. This is of course, after they have swooned from the thrill of how awesome my personal statement and letters of recommendation are and how impressive my CK score is. A high pressure elective (with a schedule of call that makes my study schedule nigh impossible to adhere to) in what is gearing up to be a season full of strain? Excellent planning there! (more…)
Last weekend, I flew in from Florida, enjoyed two nights of sleep in my old bedroom and set off on my first solo long distance drive to Johnson City, NY in order to begin a 4 week Nephrology elective at UHS – Wilson Medical Center. Nephrology is a subspecialty of Internal Medicine so by the end of this elective, I will have satisfied half of my IM elective requirement (the other half will be satisfied next month). To be honest, I really wanted to get dermatology or allergy/immunology under my belt so as to appear more attractive to peds residency program directors but it turns out that nephrology is a lot more interesting than I thought it would be. (more…)
As I mentioned a couple of posts ago, I recently had a stroke of good luck with the clinical department. After getting a head’s up from a fellow 7th semester that her number had finally come up in the mysterious calculus by which they decide these things, I decided to give them a call and see if maybe I might be able to beg for my last two cores to be put on my schedule. Since I’d been unsuccessful in this endeavor twice before, I didn’t have much hope for this third try but I guess I got an extra blessing that day because not only did they schedule me for surgery in August (I’d have sworn they were going to say that there was no availability until next year) but they also gave me psych at a hospital of my choosing (however, that one will be next year, at the end of January). I almost thought they were going to yell ‘psych!’ at the end of the call but when I checked online, my schedule had indeed been updated. With this unexpected boon, a previously blocked pathway within the realm of possibility began to clear – the road to the 2012 Match. (more…)
It was as if all the best stuff in Ob/Gyn was saved for the final two weeks: more c-sections, another circumcision, a massive myomectomy and an honest-to-goodness dermoid cyst! The only thing that would have made it better is if the cyst had teeth. Oh, and if the rumored-to-be-pointless shelf exam actually didn’t count towards the final grade…
Checking in 2/3rds of the way through my Ob/Gyn rotation wasn’t how I’d planned to chronicle it but time has really flown by me in the past month. It started out with a harrowing adventure down the atlantic coast that my (dad’s) heretofore trusty Volvo* wasn’t able to complete but after that initial excitement, things have settled into a very comfortable routine. I’m assigned to Dr. P, a sometimes-intimidating yet very personable ob/gyn originally from Cuba. In addition to his private practice, he is also affiliated with Palmetto General Hospital in Hialeah, so I’ve been exposed to ob/gyn in both the office and hospital settings. There are also weekly ob/gyn lectures at the Center for Haitian Studies’ medical clinic, most of which have been given by the delightful Dr. C, who makes even the Kreb cycle seem magical. While I haven’t had the opportunity to actually deliver any babies myself, I’ve seen over a dozen deliveries (and got to scrub in on two c-sections), a few D&Cs, probably a hundred pap smears and even a circumcision! One of my classmates mentioned that ob/gyn in Miami was awesome and based on the past month, I must concur with his assessment. It has been pretty cool.**