Wednesday, November 30, 2016

Block 6 Weeks 5-8 (OMG SORRY!): Reproductive block has been interesting...


No you didn't miss any announcements from me, that factory is still closed, padlocked, and condemned. I've surely meant to update the blog more often, and actually it hasn't been an extremely busy block as far as course load. It's just having a little extra time allows for the things that get brushed aside during busy-ness, like laundry and seeing my kids and HB. I can't believe we are already 8 weeks in! Three more weeks until block break and then CHRISTMAS!



This block is about all things endocrine and reproductive. I have become immune to sitting in a room full of fellow medical students while hearing words that would make my mother cover her ears and run screaming from the room. I was a lot more flip about the terminology during the OB/GYN lectures, and then the Urology lectures started. And the PICTURES, people! I used to be rather ambivalent about how people used their parts before the myriad slides of diseased ones paraded before my eyes. Now I'm walking up to complete strangers and urging them to TAKE PRECAUTIONS PLEEEEAASSSE!!!! My poor children have been victim to my many rants on the dangers out there. 

So yeah, Christmas is coming. I feel like we JUST had our school Halloween party, and then suddenly I'm doing the ceiling-high stack of Thanksgiving dishes and all the leftovers are gone. I'll also be celebrating a birthday in a few weeks. It's getting to be quite a few candles stacked on the cake nowadays. But 43 seems like a bit of a dud birthday. It's not exactly a milestone birthday, but it is one more year around the sun, so I'm grateful. What do I want for my birthday? Well anyone that has a birthday this close to Christmas will tell you that it kinda gets swallowed up into the Christmas festivities and so it's not as big of a deal. But I've never felt like I got cheated out of my birthday. My parents always made a pretty big fuss over the day (well we celebrate for DAYS instead of just the day). I used to think that grownups shouldn't make such a big deal about birthdays, but as I get older I realize another birthday is a huge gift that a lot of people don't get. So I like to party it up. Before school started, I would gather all my girlfriends and go to a restaurant and have a nice meal. I also make these ridiculous cupcakes that I sorta invented. So I suppose I'll whip up a batch of my special cupcakes and hang out with some buddies. As far as gifts go, I can't really think of anything. I'm such an amazon addict that I tend to just order up something if I need it. So I guess there's nothing I'm really crossing my fingers for this year. Most of the things I'd love to have are concepts like sleep, a few days where I didn't have to worry about studying, a sudden proficiency at standardized patients, and the kind of recall I had in high school that bordered on photographic. 


So even though this block is winding down, the big push as of now is boards boards boards. We take them at the end of second year, and everyone is worried about passing and doing well. I haven't started worrying about it yet. I have a prescribed study plan from our academic counseling center, and I try really hard to stick to it, but I'm not as good as I'd like to be in that department. I even have reminders in my phone to do the study questions every day, and review of pharm and micro on the weekends. But sometimes when they pop up I'm just like, oh I will do that tomorrow. UGH! So this weekend I plan to catch up on a lot of that and make myself stick to the plan going forward. 


Speaking of procrastination, I'm currently blogging instead of studying for my standardized patient, which is TOMORROW. So I'm off to read all about all the embarrassing questions I will have to ask a perfect stranger. I'm also going to have to stand in front of a mirror and say a bunch of embarrassing words so I won't giggle tomorrow. Also gotta work on my facial expressions. Anyone know how to teach yourself not to blush?

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