Figuring out exactly what to study is probably the most difficult task in medical school. There are 1,000's of pages of books, another 1,000 pages of handouts and slides plus 100's of pages of summary material. Then there is the internet with Wikipedia, Youtube and tons of other useful sites. Oh, and there are lectures and labs too! There just aren't enough hours in the day to cover it all. So, I try to figure out which ones are the most useful to get an understanding of the material.
Thus far, I have found that there are a couple of books that cover all of a particular subject, like Robbin's for Pathology but some subjects require a careful reading of the powerpoints produced by the instructor.
It seems like I get this sorted out just before for the exam. Then I have a couple of days to cram it all in!
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Thursday, August 18, 2011
O.M.O.C.
Not that I need them but there are daily reminders of how much older I am than my fellow med students. There's the lengthy lunch-time discussions about Mario Cart that I can't participate in or the blank stare when I mention TJ Hooker. Not to mention being above the fray when couplings are discussed; I simply sit there enjoying the drama in a pleasantly detached position. It's not that I don't remember having been there but I just don't miss it. In fact, I am amazed that anyone can put up with the demands of medical school and still have any social life at all!
It is nice to give some advice from my aged perspective and I'm sure I give way too much of it but I don't think I could stop. Why? Because I genuinely care for these people. I want them to succeed and I want to be part of it, so I give advice. Or, maybe I'm just a pompous ass..... anyway I know people will take what they need from my missives and leave the rest - they didn't get into medical school by being automatons.
My lab group decided to name ourselves "Kelly's Kids". I thought we should have been "Gluteal Cephalic" but I lost. So, we now sound like a charity telethon. I'm touched by this show of affection even if it's a jab at my age. The funniest moment came in geriatrics lab when I was presenting our group discussion and a student from across the room made a comment about being close to geriatric myself. The room erupted in laughter, myself included.
The discussion was interesting. Being "close to geriatric" I listened to these men in their mid to late 20's talking about the elderly and remembering feeling the same way when I was younger. Once you're over 70, your elderly and becoming frail, you need people to talk a little slower or you become wise somehow. I don't think 70 sounds so old anymore and I've know enough people in their 60's, 70's and 80's to know a few things about the 'elderly'. First, grumpy old men were grumpy young men second, stupid people don't ever get wise with age and a retired NASA engineer will understand more of what you say than a 20-something college grad.
I'm enjoying my unique position among this amazing group of young people, or as I call myself: The O.M.O.C. Old Man On Campus.
It is nice to give some advice from my aged perspective and I'm sure I give way too much of it but I don't think I could stop. Why? Because I genuinely care for these people. I want them to succeed and I want to be part of it, so I give advice. Or, maybe I'm just a pompous ass..... anyway I know people will take what they need from my missives and leave the rest - they didn't get into medical school by being automatons.
My lab group decided to name ourselves "Kelly's Kids". I thought we should have been "Gluteal Cephalic" but I lost. So, we now sound like a charity telethon. I'm touched by this show of affection even if it's a jab at my age. The funniest moment came in geriatrics lab when I was presenting our group discussion and a student from across the room made a comment about being close to geriatric myself. The room erupted in laughter, myself included.
The discussion was interesting. Being "close to geriatric" I listened to these men in their mid to late 20's talking about the elderly and remembering feeling the same way when I was younger. Once you're over 70, your elderly and becoming frail, you need people to talk a little slower or you become wise somehow. I don't think 70 sounds so old anymore and I've know enough people in their 60's, 70's and 80's to know a few things about the 'elderly'. First, grumpy old men were grumpy young men second, stupid people don't ever get wise with age and a retired NASA engineer will understand more of what you say than a 20-something college grad.
I'm enjoying my unique position among this amazing group of young people, or as I call myself: The O.M.O.C. Old Man On Campus.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
On Procrastination
I will do anything to stave off studying pharmacology, even update this blog. Not because it's especially boring because I find it pretty darn interesting and it's of course a major tool in the physician's tool kit. It's that I'm so damn bad at memorizing and that's what Pharm is, rote memorization at its finest. There isn't a lot of understanding to be had in the subject and it is filled with tables of drugs, their class, uses, side effects etc etc etc. Physiology is where I shine but that's only a tiny part of medical school. I think it was about a month of class last semester then it was back to "what is this drug or that drug.....". Even when Pharm has critical thinking, if you don't remember the name of the damn drug, then you can't solve the puzzle presented to you in the question.
Oh well - it just has to be done, like removing a bandage or breaking up with your girlfriend. Unpleasant but happy to have it over.
Oh well - it just has to be done, like removing a bandage or breaking up with your girlfriend. Unpleasant but happy to have it over.
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