So much has happened in the last two weeks of clinicals, but today takes the cake. We were at the bank on our lunch break and we had to assist a young, pregnant woman who was on the verge of losing consciousness, was numb, in extreme pain and had contractures. Next when we returned to the clinic, I got to perform my first pap-smear and Farley had a great time trying to understand a gentleman's extremely complicated cardiac condition. I don't want to complain too much, but the disorganization of this semester is getting exhausting and this was the first day in a long time that I'm really happy and excited I did decide to go into medicine. There will always be aspects of any job that one doesn't like, so it was nice to have such an exciting day. Today was a great reminder of why I wanted to be a doctor so badly that I moved to a 3rd world country and piled on enough student load debt to buy a huge house.
After our exam tomorrow, I'll write more about the last two weeks (and take a nap). We are 12 days into our 18 days in a row stretch of class and I'm really, really tired. Luckily, it looks like we have at least a three day weekend next week (it might be four days if class is cancelled Sunday the 5th). Farley and I haven't had 2 days off in a row all semester. It will be so nice, except that we have more papers to write and physical exam skills to practice. Oh well.
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