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.
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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…
Happy New Year/明けましておめでとう/¡Feliz Año Nuevo!
Apologies for the ridiculously long hiatus to all those have been wondering what has been going on with me. 4Q of 2010 had quite a few challenges – a case of hyperthyroidism that I didn’t pay attention to until I nearly fainted during attending rounds*, some disappointment from Ross, and the start of my Internal Medicine rotation at Wyckoff Heights Medical Center (which I am now ⅓ of the way through). Nonetheless, I shouldn’t have left everyone hanging so long. That is why the first of my 11 resolutions for 2011 is as follows: (more…)
♬Everyone’s saying different things to me, different things to me♬
At long last, I have a clinical schedule, and in keeping with the theme of things, I got it in the most frustrating and stressful way possible. On Friday the 10th, I (やっと) received that long-awaited call from the clinical department, beside myself with relief that I’d finally be hearing from someone, only to have my bubble of hope brutally burst by Ms. F, one of the two advisors for students with last names A-L. She, rather callously, informed me that Mr. P, the head clinical advisor was out of the office and would not be able to discuss my schedule with me, but that they knew I’d been waiting to hear from them for over 10 days, so if Mr. P didn’t get in touch with me by the following Thursday, I should check back in with the office.
I’m surprised that my head didn’t explode. (more…)
Since passing the Step, I’ve been telling pretty much everyone I encounter (family, friends, classmates at my high school reunion, random people in stores…) about how much I was looking forward to beginning my core rotations in September. I ordered three new consultation-length white coats. I read the Saint-Frances Guide to Clinical Clerkships. I finally got my drivers license, in case I’d have a long commute to the hospital. I submitted my location preferences to AskRoss(tm) and eagerly awaited that call from the Clinical Department. When it didn’t come, I decided to call them. Here’s how it went:
Me: I’m calling because I have not yet received any information about my initial clinical schedule. I just wanted to make sure that I’m cleared and since I haven’t heard anything since the 27th, I wanted to see where I am in the process.
Clinical Dept. Person: What’s your name? Student ID number?
Clinical Dept. Person: Oh yes, you’ve been approved. You should be getting a call by the end of the week.
Me: Well, I know that the next round of rotations begins on the 13th, so, will I be able to start then?
Clinical Dept. Person: No, all rotations beginning on the 13th are full.
Me: [?!?!?!!!!] Well…when will the next spots be available?
Clinical Dept. Person: The next available spots will be on October 25th.
[Cue Music of Doom. Blackout]
(or, How I Finally Passed the COMP)
I had prepared myself for the worst. I had contingency plans B, C and D. I’d reached the very bottom of the pit of despair and actually had a meltdown in my bathroom, overcome with the fear of failing. But apparently, some diligent preparation and fervent prayer allowed me to succeed last Friday.
Here’s a summary of me sharing the good news with my parents:
Me: Hi Mommy! Guess what, I passed my test!
Me: Hi Dadeeeee! Guess what, I passed the test!
Dadeeeee: You better have!
Me: … (more…)