What a shock to the brain. I've tried my best to prepare myself for my next attachment in General Practice....and actually had very little expectations. My main fear prior to starting my attachment was the prospect of just sitting in the corner of a clinic from 9-5pm and not really do anything practical/talk to any patients. I have never had a rotation in GP before so I am obviously out of my element. I have always been in a hospital and there are a lot of advantages of being in a hospital such as if you don't find your attachment particularly interesting/useful - you can always go to another ward/department and there will surely be someone who will be willing to teach. The problem with GP is that you are stuck in the same building and there is no where to run. I am a type of medical student who likes to venture off to find more interesting things if I find myself getting very bored. There is a sense of "freedom" in a hospital as you aren't bound to a single area for the whole day. It is seen to be acceptable for us to roam to other wards to learn about different things while we are in the hospital so no one would really notice you not being on your assigned ward (unless there is scheduled teaching). In terms of GP, it is VERY obvious if I do not turn up as I am the only student in the practice and the GPs who I am attached to can see on their own schedules that they should have me, the student, in clinic with them. Very difficult to escape.
So I had a short week...had 2 days of lecture and 2 days on placement + 1 day off. Despite only being in the GP practice for only 2 days...it still has managed to knock my motivation completely over. My last attachment in orthopaedics probably was the highlight of my degree and my motivation to work was at an all-time high. I could wake up for early morning meetings. I rarely found it boring. Just everything clicked. I was truly happy. I was hoping all the happiness and motivation I managed to build up in my orthopaedics attachment will get me through GP. Wrong. In 1 week....my motivation level is at an all-time low. I am not interested in doing anything. Can't wake up in the morning. Don't feel like doing any work. Do not feel like participating. According to my friends, I am in a horrible mood. I am actually really low at the moment. On my first day I walked in with a very open mind and told myself it will be a good change as I'll get to see various different type of conditions and get to relax a bit more.
I will certainly not dispute that GPs see a lot of different things, and actually props to them for being such patient people. Some of the patients who come through the doors really....erm....there are no words to describe it. GPs are given 10 minutes per patient...but some patients come through the door expecting to get 30 minutes and talk about everything and anything. I can obviously tell in between patients that GPs get frustrated and they have to put on a mask whenever another patient comes through the door. As a student (who is sitting in a corner), it's just painful. If the GP finds it frustrating and boring to constantly have to reassure and listen to life stories...think about the poor student sitting in the corner who can't do anything but sit and watch. There is only so much I can learn by sitting and listening. I learned from my last placement that you won't learn anything until someone pushes you into the deep end of the pool. I was very hesitant in my first week of orthopaedics to go see new patients on my own as I had never done that before...but very quickly I found it very useful and eventually became quite good with taking patient histories. I don't think you can learn communication skills by just observing. It is something you have to learn by experience and I think that by making your student sit in the corner and listen is not very productive/a good way for he/she to learn.
I personally think that medical students can actually be very useful if used correctly. At the moment I feel like an old piece of furniture which isn't being used. I literally just sit there and watch. I don't even get to interact with the patient. I just try my best to not fall asleep and smile. I don't want to look not interested in what GPs do so I have to put on a face. I was so bored in my morning clinic today that I was desperate enough to offer to get things for the GP or make him a cup of coffee/tea, but nope...was told everything is fine and to just sit there. I haven't been so frustrated with a placement in a long time. I mean paediatrics wasn't my most favourite placement....but at least I was in a hospital where I was given the freedom to walk around and go to other wards...go see other things. I feel trapped at the moment. How am I going to survive next week. I don't get how I'll stay sane by the end of this attachment. All I want to do now is just sleep the day away. Props to people who want to be a GP...don't think I have the patience/tolerance to be one. Need to desperately find a way this weekend to pick myself back up or else I won't be able to bring myself in to the practice on Monday.
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Friday, June 22, 2012
Thursday, April 5, 2012
O&G Ward Week.
You can hardly call this my "Ward Week" as I probably spent more time in clinics than on the ward. This week also marks my last timetabled week of my placement and I have been seriously trying my best to enjoy every day of it as there is a bit more flexibility with my week.
Spent Monday morning in Gynae clinic. I managed to see a lot of prolapses such as cystoceles (proplapse of the bladder). Luckily the consultant has gotten to know me as I've been in a few of his clinics with him so I got to do a vaginal examination on almost every patient. It was interesting to feel a prolapse as it is definitely very different and then feel the difference when a shelf/pessary is inserted as a temporary treatment for the prolapse. Patients with cystoceles tend to classically present with a "dragging" feeling down below which becomes quite uncomfortable as the day progresses. There is also a "heavy" feeling, which again gets worse as the day progresses especially when stood up for a long time. Some of these patients also present with urinary symptoms such as urinary frequency and hesitancy. I think by coincidence these patients also present with some form of urinary incontinence as well. Usually elderly women would not be offered a surgical repair where stitches will be placed to reinforce the anterior wall of the vagina (where the bladder prolapses through) as these patients are usually unsuitable to go under anaesthesia. By the looks of it, most of the women are fine with the pessary and it seems to sort out their problems quite well.
Then I wandered onto the wards with one main goal in my mind: Take as many gynae patient histories as possible. Why so keen? This is because my assessment is taking place the following day. Essentially we are required to take a full patient history with an assessor sitting alongside. This assessment either makes or breaks me. If I fail, I would obviously have to resit the assessment which would go down on my records that I had 1 failed attempt. If I fail the second time, then I will have to repeat the entire 7 week placement all over again. I mean I'm having a good time on this placement, but if you asked me to do another 7 weeks, it might be a bit of an overkill. Anyways I took about 4 patient histories in the afternoon and had a good time talking to patients. It's nice to see patients enjoying talking to me as I guess for them it is better than sitting in silence and day dreaming as the hospital is pretty boring in general.
So I had my assessment...and oddly enough...I wasn't too nervous for it. Actually I was so calm it was worrying. I was struggling to take the assessment seriously as before I went in to take the patient history I was chatting away with my colleagues (well I did the talking...they just listened as they all looked very nervous). I kept telling myself to take this assessment seriously but I struggled. I was fairly annoyed with myself, but at the same time - if I'm in a good mood I tend to take better patient histories and form much better rapport with the patients, which is key for the assessment. Luckily, my patient wasn't too complicated (vaginal hysterectomy and anterior wall repair). I finished my history quite quickly and I thought I did quite well. Didn't have any difficulties whatsoever. Huge contrast from my last placement (paediatrics) assessment. In my last placement I was properly pooping myself prior to my assessment and I was dead scared. I was much more confident for this gynae assessment - night and day in terms of confidence between my last placement assessment and this one. My assessor had no difficulties in passing me and even gave me an "above average" mark which I was quite chuffed about. I was quite proud of myself as I was only expecting a "meets expectation" as my supervisor is known to be quite strict with marking.
Since my next assessment isn't until next week, I knew I can relax for a bit and return to enjoying my placement. Oddly enough I thought I was going to be quite bored on the wards as there isn't much a medical student can do on the wards, but I was actually quite productive on the wards. The doctors were all really welcoming and actually allowed me to write in the medical notes and sign off on them (of course the doctors reviewed and counter-signed my notes). I also got to clerk in a few patients, which is always interesting. It's weird seeing how seriously some of the patients treat me. I mean at the end of the day I'm just a medical student, but these patients really take everything I say seriously and show a lot of respect. It's quite nice to not be treated as a joke and it definitely makes me feel much more responsible.
Because my next assessment is on obstetrics and I haven't had much exposure to it on the wards, I decided to spend my day on the obstetrics ward and practice my obstetrics examination skills. And jeez....I suck at obstetrics examination. I swear I cannot feel a thing. In our assessment I'm supposed to be able to tell the position of the baby, the engagement of the head, the lie, etc. I feel like my hands are dead stubborn as I swear the bum of the baby feels the same as the head! Yes I know one side is flat and the other is round like a ball, but at the same time I'm too scared to palpate deeply in fear of hurting the mother. I definitely need to get more confident in doing this examination or else I will fail my final assessment. Not looking good. I thought I could get away with just a full day of practice, but I definitely need to go back to the obstetrics ward next week to examine more pregnant women. I think I did leave a good impression with the midwives as they seemed keen to have me around and that I am welcomed to come back next week to practice some more.
1 more week until holiday...well not even. Technically only 2.5 more days of placement left as I have a half day next Thursday (and Monday is a bank holiday and I get Friday off). Can't believe it's already been 7 weeks. I can still remember my very first lecture for O&G like it was just yesterday. This placement seriously went by way too fast...and I'm having such a good time. Argh.
Spent Monday morning in Gynae clinic. I managed to see a lot of prolapses such as cystoceles (proplapse of the bladder). Luckily the consultant has gotten to know me as I've been in a few of his clinics with him so I got to do a vaginal examination on almost every patient. It was interesting to feel a prolapse as it is definitely very different and then feel the difference when a shelf/pessary is inserted as a temporary treatment for the prolapse. Patients with cystoceles tend to classically present with a "dragging" feeling down below which becomes quite uncomfortable as the day progresses. There is also a "heavy" feeling, which again gets worse as the day progresses especially when stood up for a long time. Some of these patients also present with urinary symptoms such as urinary frequency and hesitancy. I think by coincidence these patients also present with some form of urinary incontinence as well. Usually elderly women would not be offered a surgical repair where stitches will be placed to reinforce the anterior wall of the vagina (where the bladder prolapses through) as these patients are usually unsuitable to go under anaesthesia. By the looks of it, most of the women are fine with the pessary and it seems to sort out their problems quite well.
Then I wandered onto the wards with one main goal in my mind: Take as many gynae patient histories as possible. Why so keen? This is because my assessment is taking place the following day. Essentially we are required to take a full patient history with an assessor sitting alongside. This assessment either makes or breaks me. If I fail, I would obviously have to resit the assessment which would go down on my records that I had 1 failed attempt. If I fail the second time, then I will have to repeat the entire 7 week placement all over again. I mean I'm having a good time on this placement, but if you asked me to do another 7 weeks, it might be a bit of an overkill. Anyways I took about 4 patient histories in the afternoon and had a good time talking to patients. It's nice to see patients enjoying talking to me as I guess for them it is better than sitting in silence and day dreaming as the hospital is pretty boring in general.
So I had my assessment...and oddly enough...I wasn't too nervous for it. Actually I was so calm it was worrying. I was struggling to take the assessment seriously as before I went in to take the patient history I was chatting away with my colleagues (well I did the talking...they just listened as they all looked very nervous). I kept telling myself to take this assessment seriously but I struggled. I was fairly annoyed with myself, but at the same time - if I'm in a good mood I tend to take better patient histories and form much better rapport with the patients, which is key for the assessment. Luckily, my patient wasn't too complicated (vaginal hysterectomy and anterior wall repair). I finished my history quite quickly and I thought I did quite well. Didn't have any difficulties whatsoever. Huge contrast from my last placement (paediatrics) assessment. In my last placement I was properly pooping myself prior to my assessment and I was dead scared. I was much more confident for this gynae assessment - night and day in terms of confidence between my last placement assessment and this one. My assessor had no difficulties in passing me and even gave me an "above average" mark which I was quite chuffed about. I was quite proud of myself as I was only expecting a "meets expectation" as my supervisor is known to be quite strict with marking.
Since my next assessment isn't until next week, I knew I can relax for a bit and return to enjoying my placement. Oddly enough I thought I was going to be quite bored on the wards as there isn't much a medical student can do on the wards, but I was actually quite productive on the wards. The doctors were all really welcoming and actually allowed me to write in the medical notes and sign off on them (of course the doctors reviewed and counter-signed my notes). I also got to clerk in a few patients, which is always interesting. It's weird seeing how seriously some of the patients treat me. I mean at the end of the day I'm just a medical student, but these patients really take everything I say seriously and show a lot of respect. It's quite nice to not be treated as a joke and it definitely makes me feel much more responsible.
Because my next assessment is on obstetrics and I haven't had much exposure to it on the wards, I decided to spend my day on the obstetrics ward and practice my obstetrics examination skills. And jeez....I suck at obstetrics examination. I swear I cannot feel a thing. In our assessment I'm supposed to be able to tell the position of the baby, the engagement of the head, the lie, etc. I feel like my hands are dead stubborn as I swear the bum of the baby feels the same as the head! Yes I know one side is flat and the other is round like a ball, but at the same time I'm too scared to palpate deeply in fear of hurting the mother. I definitely need to get more confident in doing this examination or else I will fail my final assessment. Not looking good. I thought I could get away with just a full day of practice, but I definitely need to go back to the obstetrics ward next week to examine more pregnant women. I think I did leave a good impression with the midwives as they seemed keen to have me around and that I am welcomed to come back next week to practice some more.
1 more week until holiday...well not even. Technically only 2.5 more days of placement left as I have a half day next Thursday (and Monday is a bank holiday and I get Friday off). Can't believe it's already been 7 weeks. I can still remember my very first lecture for O&G like it was just yesterday. This placement seriously went by way too fast...and I'm having such a good time. Argh.
Saturday, March 31, 2012
O&G Labour Week Part 2.
Tiring second half of the week. No joke. Again I underestimated/didn't give labour week enough credit. I thought it was going to be complete crap...but this week has proven me wrong. I wouldn't say obstetrics is my cup of tea, BUT it has certainly earned a lot more respect from me. The midwives are so hard working and enthusiastic despite their ridiculously long shifts. I think the most frustrating part about obstetrics is that it is either very busy or very quiet. When it is busy, time passes by extremely quickly...but when it is quiet - holy smokes...it is painful as all you do is just sit around and zone out.
Day 3 - Because I only had 1 thing left to be signed off on my log book (instrumental delivery) I was literally running around and broadcasting to the midwives and doctors that I need to see an instrumental delivery. Essentially showed up early...again struggled with arriving for 7am, but tried my best. The midwives suspected that one of the rooms will need an instrumental delivery so they told me to keep an eye out. Literally sat and waited for the whole day for this woman to deliver. So a bit of background.
Essentially I had been hovering around this lady's room and keeping an hawk eye on the midwife responsible for this lady as I did not want to miss an instrumental delivery. Sat around in the midwife room for hours. Time was ticking and it was getting closer to the end of my shift (5pm)...then 4:50pm - midwife reports that the lady is fully dilated and has tried to push for awhile but the baby was not coming out - called on-call registrar. It was determined that this woman will need instrumental delivery. I obviously perked up and was relieved that I will finally get to observe an instrumental delivery and get my log book obstetrics section completed.
Lady was brought into theatre as there was a bit of cervix which could be pushed back and she was given spinal. Realized that we cannot use the KIWI so we had to use Forceps. I had never seen forceps before and when I saw them it looked pretty crude but it doesn't really do any damage to the baby. Forceps delivery is just crude. The registrar was pulling quite hard and we had to hold the lady back as she kept sliding down the bed as we pulled. The husband nearly passed out as well. After several attempts, the baby was delivered and it was fairly large so I was not surprised why it took a few pulling attempts. Unfortunately, due to the baby's large head and that the lady was quite small, she ended up with a 3rd degree tear. 3rd degree tear = torn perineum and a bit of anal sphincter. Essentially tears are not pretty...seen a few tears now and it's not nice. Essentially the surgeon has to stitch your perineum back together which is pretty much a mess. It isn't pretty. I don't even get how does the surgeon figure out what to stitch. To me it was just a bunch of flesh torn apart. Certainly looks very difficult to repair and requires a lot of skill and experience. Amazing though. Once that was done it was almost 6pm but the extra hour got me my final signature for my log book.
Day 4 - because my log book was filled and it was a half day as I have a night shift on day 5...i turned up late and observed 2 caesarean sections. Fairly boring day.
Day 5 - 16 hour on-call night shift. Start at 5pm Friday, finish 9am Saturday. I really didn't know what to expect...I like to consider myself nocturnal as I work well in the middle of the night. Unfortunately it was a VERY quiet night and time was crawling. I didn't know what is the proper etiquette for night shifts...do I go sleep or do I stay awake with the midwives? The doctors disappeared midway through the night and I assume they went back to their office to sleep. So what do I do? Essentially I tried my best to stay awake and read 6 chapters of my O&G textbook. 4am - I was getting fed up. Bored to death. Nothing going on. 5am - told the midwives to bleep me if there's anything interesting/if they need to bleep the doctors to also please bleep me. I technically don't have a room but I reckoned the seminar room would be empty so I went to bum on the couch in there. Passed out for about 30 minutes and then my bleep went off. I was so tired...I looked at my bleep and was trying to get up...couldn't. 15 minutes later - woke up and sun was rising...obviously hardly knew where I was...very dazed. I could hardly open my eyes and zombie stumbled to the ward and the midwives said they were trying to bleep me and that there's a patient in theatre. Went to theatre to see the consultant repairing a 3rd degree tear. I'm pretty sure he knew why I was late...but he didn't say anything. Phew. 8:30am - doctor handover. I packed up, got changed back into clinical clothing, and then stumbled to my car. Managed to get home in one piece. But wow WHAT A TIRING/BORING NIGHT. Brutal. Never again - 16 hours. Doctors and midwives only do 12 hour shifts...why the heck do students have to do 16 hour shifts?! Trying to kill us?! At least give us a room or an office instead so we can rest.
All in all...labour week wasn't too shabby. Obviously Monday and Tuesday were my highlight days as I got to assist and scrub in for elective sections. Very good experience as I enjoy surgery so any opportunity to scrub in is an honour for me. Next week is my final "timetabled" week which is Ward Week; however, it is more like 50% ward, 50% clinic. My summative assessment is next Tuesday as well. It involves taking a full Gynaecological history and answering questions about investigations, management, and treatment. Quite nervous as I haven't had time to practice history taking as I haven't had my ward week. Next Monday = catch up time. Probably going to try my best to talk to as many patients as I can on the ward. Final stretch of placement: 2 more weeks. Ward week then "catch-up" week. I'm actually kinda sad that this attachment is ending. Having a blast. Unexpected. Wow.
Day 3 - Because I only had 1 thing left to be signed off on my log book (instrumental delivery) I was literally running around and broadcasting to the midwives and doctors that I need to see an instrumental delivery. Essentially showed up early...again struggled with arriving for 7am, but tried my best. The midwives suspected that one of the rooms will need an instrumental delivery so they told me to keep an eye out. Literally sat and waited for the whole day for this woman to deliver. So a bit of background.
27 year old woman
Prima Gravida (first pregnancy)
Been in labour for 48 hours
Admitted to hospital with cervix dilatation approx 5cm and severe contraction pains
SROM (spontaneous rupture of membrane)
CTG revealed an episode of deceleration of fetal heart - spontaneously resolved - may need C-section if re-occur
FBS (fetal blood sample) taken x2 (both revealed normal blood results)
Plan: Midwife to review every 2 hours for any more CTG decelerations.
Essentially I had been hovering around this lady's room and keeping an hawk eye on the midwife responsible for this lady as I did not want to miss an instrumental delivery. Sat around in the midwife room for hours. Time was ticking and it was getting closer to the end of my shift (5pm)...then 4:50pm - midwife reports that the lady is fully dilated and has tried to push for awhile but the baby was not coming out - called on-call registrar. It was determined that this woman will need instrumental delivery. I obviously perked up and was relieved that I will finally get to observe an instrumental delivery and get my log book obstetrics section completed.
Lady was brought into theatre as there was a bit of cervix which could be pushed back and she was given spinal. Realized that we cannot use the KIWI so we had to use Forceps. I had never seen forceps before and when I saw them it looked pretty crude but it doesn't really do any damage to the baby. Forceps delivery is just crude. The registrar was pulling quite hard and we had to hold the lady back as she kept sliding down the bed as we pulled. The husband nearly passed out as well. After several attempts, the baby was delivered and it was fairly large so I was not surprised why it took a few pulling attempts. Unfortunately, due to the baby's large head and that the lady was quite small, she ended up with a 3rd degree tear. 3rd degree tear = torn perineum and a bit of anal sphincter. Essentially tears are not pretty...seen a few tears now and it's not nice. Essentially the surgeon has to stitch your perineum back together which is pretty much a mess. It isn't pretty. I don't even get how does the surgeon figure out what to stitch. To me it was just a bunch of flesh torn apart. Certainly looks very difficult to repair and requires a lot of skill and experience. Amazing though. Once that was done it was almost 6pm but the extra hour got me my final signature for my log book.
Day 4 - because my log book was filled and it was a half day as I have a night shift on day 5...i turned up late and observed 2 caesarean sections. Fairly boring day.
Day 5 - 16 hour on-call night shift. Start at 5pm Friday, finish 9am Saturday. I really didn't know what to expect...I like to consider myself nocturnal as I work well in the middle of the night. Unfortunately it was a VERY quiet night and time was crawling. I didn't know what is the proper etiquette for night shifts...do I go sleep or do I stay awake with the midwives? The doctors disappeared midway through the night and I assume they went back to their office to sleep. So what do I do? Essentially I tried my best to stay awake and read 6 chapters of my O&G textbook. 4am - I was getting fed up. Bored to death. Nothing going on. 5am - told the midwives to bleep me if there's anything interesting/if they need to bleep the doctors to also please bleep me. I technically don't have a room but I reckoned the seminar room would be empty so I went to bum on the couch in there. Passed out for about 30 minutes and then my bleep went off. I was so tired...I looked at my bleep and was trying to get up...couldn't. 15 minutes later - woke up and sun was rising...obviously hardly knew where I was...very dazed. I could hardly open my eyes and zombie stumbled to the ward and the midwives said they were trying to bleep me and that there's a patient in theatre. Went to theatre to see the consultant repairing a 3rd degree tear. I'm pretty sure he knew why I was late...but he didn't say anything. Phew. 8:30am - doctor handover. I packed up, got changed back into clinical clothing, and then stumbled to my car. Managed to get home in one piece. But wow WHAT A TIRING/BORING NIGHT. Brutal. Never again - 16 hours. Doctors and midwives only do 12 hour shifts...why the heck do students have to do 16 hour shifts?! Trying to kill us?! At least give us a room or an office instead so we can rest.
All in all...labour week wasn't too shabby. Obviously Monday and Tuesday were my highlight days as I got to assist and scrub in for elective sections. Very good experience as I enjoy surgery so any opportunity to scrub in is an honour for me. Next week is my final "timetabled" week which is Ward Week; however, it is more like 50% ward, 50% clinic. My summative assessment is next Tuesday as well. It involves taking a full Gynaecological history and answering questions about investigations, management, and treatment. Quite nervous as I haven't had time to practice history taking as I haven't had my ward week. Next Monday = catch up time. Probably going to try my best to talk to as many patients as I can on the ward. Final stretch of placement: 2 more weeks. Ward week then "catch-up" week. I'm actually kinda sad that this attachment is ending. Having a blast. Unexpected. Wow.
Friday, February 17, 2012
Sh!t Hitting the Fan.
Oh wow...it is quite rare for me to leave work to the last minute. I should be panicking, but I'm not...well not just yet. I have 2 essays and 1 reflective writing to hand in on Monday. One of my essays is a case report, which I have finished...but it is still pretty rough. The other essay is an evidence based medicine essay, which requires me digging through a bunch of literature...haven't started that whatsoever. Reflective writing...I hope it doesn't take long as I haven't done that either, but I usually only take 10-15 minutes to do up reflective pieces. As you can tell...I'm not too shabby at reflecting (which I do believe is a very important part of the degree - can't improve if you can't reflect on your performance/day). It doesn't end there - I've got a summative assessment on Monday where I will be watched by a consultant in taking a full patient history and perform two systems examination (could be either Cardiovascular, Respiratory, GI, Peripheral Nervous System, Cranial Nerves, or Developmental examination). Afterwards I will be asked a few questions about the patient history such as differential diagnosis, management, investigations, pathophysiology, etc. Anything goes as long as it is relevant to the patient's condition. Will also be asked to present my findings on physical examinations. Ack. I mean taking a patient history and doing examinations is just a matter of practising which I think I've done enough of. I'm just worried about the questions my consultant will ask me.
This week has been fairly uneventful. I was only in for 3 days as I had a lot of meetings to attend. Because of all my meetings, I haven't been able to do an "on-call" from 9am-9pm, which means I have to do 2 on-calls in my final week of Paediatrics. Fun. Essentially I spent this week completing my log book in terms of getting my clinical skills signed off and getting a registrar to do my formative assessment for 3 systems examinations in preparation for my summative assessment for next Monday. I also found this week incredibly hard to wake up. Every morning I was struggling to wake up. Thank goodness 1 more week of Paediatrics and travelling a long way to the peripheral hospital. Next placement is Obs+Gynaecology and the drive there is about 15 minutes so I won't have to wake up as early. PHEW. To be honest I'm quite sick of my placement now. 7 weeks is too long and I haven't really been having a great time either so that doesn't help with my experience. I'm usually bored and I generally feel quite unproductive. To be fair though, I still learned a lot especially on how to interact with children. Still something I'm struggling with, but if I compared myself to the first week of placement, I have definitely grown as a person and have learned some new skills. It'd be unfair for me to write this placement off as it has been very useful. Just not my "cup of tea". Can't love every placement. There will always be up and downs, but medical school is all about exploring specialties and learning about everything. As a medical student, you need to learn how to adapt and essentially "just get on with it". My basketball coach from high school always told me: "If you don't like it, too bad. Make the most of it. If not, just suck it up and keep going."
This week has been fairly uneventful. I was only in for 3 days as I had a lot of meetings to attend. Because of all my meetings, I haven't been able to do an "on-call" from 9am-9pm, which means I have to do 2 on-calls in my final week of Paediatrics. Fun. Essentially I spent this week completing my log book in terms of getting my clinical skills signed off and getting a registrar to do my formative assessment for 3 systems examinations in preparation for my summative assessment for next Monday. I also found this week incredibly hard to wake up. Every morning I was struggling to wake up. Thank goodness 1 more week of Paediatrics and travelling a long way to the peripheral hospital. Next placement is Obs+Gynaecology and the drive there is about 15 minutes so I won't have to wake up as early. PHEW. To be honest I'm quite sick of my placement now. 7 weeks is too long and I haven't really been having a great time either so that doesn't help with my experience. I'm usually bored and I generally feel quite unproductive. To be fair though, I still learned a lot especially on how to interact with children. Still something I'm struggling with, but if I compared myself to the first week of placement, I have definitely grown as a person and have learned some new skills. It'd be unfair for me to write this placement off as it has been very useful. Just not my "cup of tea". Can't love every placement. There will always be up and downs, but medical school is all about exploring specialties and learning about everything. As a medical student, you need to learn how to adapt and essentially "just get on with it". My basketball coach from high school always told me: "If you don't like it, too bad. Make the most of it. If not, just suck it up and keep going."
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Practice Makes Perfect.
I was signed off from placement on Monday so I haven't been doing anything particularly interesting other than revising for exams. Met up with a friend on Thursday to do some physical examination practice on patients at the hospital. As you may recall in my first attachment back in the summer (doesn't seem that long ago...time flies) I was drilling Cardio an Respiratory Examinations. Well exams are in 2.5 weeks so I got to get drilling on the rest of the examinations.
So we went and practised Abdominal, Shoulder, and Knee exams. Got that down pretty quickly. Never really had trouble with those examinations to be honest. Then we practised Cranial Nerves, peripheral neuro, and hand examinations. We did these with each other as these exams have quite a lot of steps. Before practising, I was hopeless at Cranial Nerve exams. I was not slick at all and obviously needed some serious practice. After a few attempts, I have finally gotten it down and was starting to get slicker at it. Did the same with the other examinations and I could definitely see an improvement. I was starting to feel much more confident with my examination skills and a bit more confident for my OSCE exam. Have arranged another physical examination practice session for Monday so hopefully I'll continue to improve and get better at these things.
Today I finally reached the last system to revise (Gastrointestinal). It surely doesn't feel like the last unit as my binder is still full of notes and it just doesn't seem real that exams are so soon. It's really weird. Most of my friends and I agree that exams don't seem near and the panic still hasn't set in. Generally been feeling quite unmotivated so I constantly have to remind myself how close exams are which results in mini panic attacks/a kick up the ass. I guess it kind of works as I've been revising furiously for these last few days and really pushing to get ahead of my revision schedule to give myself an extra half week of revision for anything I'm unsure of. At the moment I have scheduled in 1 extra week prior to exams for random revision/going over sample questions. Hopefully if I work hard enough I can make it 1.5 weeks of extra revision time to actually properly learn Microbiology. I swear Microbiology is my new nemesis. It used to be histology, but because we don't do that as much anymore...Microbiology has quickly taken Histology's crown of being my nemesis. There are so many things to remember! And all the stains for the different bacteria. Mental.
Pharmacology comes close behind. Drug treatments for Cardiovascular disease and respiratory are fairly straight forward. The minute you get to Dermatology...oh wow. You start feeling like a walking BNF (British National Formulary - it is a book of drugs)...but more like a BNF written with fading ink. Put some new drugs into my brain...the old drugs fall out. Dermatology...endless amount of drugs. So many names as well! Half of them I can't really spell! I can picture myself writing drug names in my exam and writing the first few-ish letters and then squiggling the rest and making sure it looks like the drug I'm thinking of. Thank goodness spelling doesn't count in our exams! As long as the word is recognizable they will take it.
My Oxford Handbook of Clinical Medicine is also finally getting beat up. It had been in mint condition for 2 years and FINALLY it is getting used...and I am seriously using it to death. Also random note - think I might be getting tennis elbow as my desk isn't great to write on as it is fairly deep. That means my elbow is constantly resting on the hard surface and sometimes I can feel my hand go tingly and numb. Also my elbow is sore from resting on the hard surface. The things you sacrifice for exams. Sacrifice sleep, good food (yay for quick microwave food), social life, going out, sanity, blah blah blah, and now sacrificing joints! Prospective future for my body. YES!
I hate revision. I miss lounging around and being lazy.
So we went and practised Abdominal, Shoulder, and Knee exams. Got that down pretty quickly. Never really had trouble with those examinations to be honest. Then we practised Cranial Nerves, peripheral neuro, and hand examinations. We did these with each other as these exams have quite a lot of steps. Before practising, I was hopeless at Cranial Nerve exams. I was not slick at all and obviously needed some serious practice. After a few attempts, I have finally gotten it down and was starting to get slicker at it. Did the same with the other examinations and I could definitely see an improvement. I was starting to feel much more confident with my examination skills and a bit more confident for my OSCE exam. Have arranged another physical examination practice session for Monday so hopefully I'll continue to improve and get better at these things.
Today I finally reached the last system to revise (Gastrointestinal). It surely doesn't feel like the last unit as my binder is still full of notes and it just doesn't seem real that exams are so soon. It's really weird. Most of my friends and I agree that exams don't seem near and the panic still hasn't set in. Generally been feeling quite unmotivated so I constantly have to remind myself how close exams are which results in mini panic attacks/a kick up the ass. I guess it kind of works as I've been revising furiously for these last few days and really pushing to get ahead of my revision schedule to give myself an extra half week of revision for anything I'm unsure of. At the moment I have scheduled in 1 extra week prior to exams for random revision/going over sample questions. Hopefully if I work hard enough I can make it 1.5 weeks of extra revision time to actually properly learn Microbiology. I swear Microbiology is my new nemesis. It used to be histology, but because we don't do that as much anymore...Microbiology has quickly taken Histology's crown of being my nemesis. There are so many things to remember! And all the stains for the different bacteria. Mental.
Pharmacology comes close behind. Drug treatments for Cardiovascular disease and respiratory are fairly straight forward. The minute you get to Dermatology...oh wow. You start feeling like a walking BNF (British National Formulary - it is a book of drugs)...but more like a BNF written with fading ink. Put some new drugs into my brain...the old drugs fall out. Dermatology...endless amount of drugs. So many names as well! Half of them I can't really spell! I can picture myself writing drug names in my exam and writing the first few-ish letters and then squiggling the rest and making sure it looks like the drug I'm thinking of. Thank goodness spelling doesn't count in our exams! As long as the word is recognizable they will take it.
My Oxford Handbook of Clinical Medicine is also finally getting beat up. It had been in mint condition for 2 years and FINALLY it is getting used...and I am seriously using it to death. Also random note - think I might be getting tennis elbow as my desk isn't great to write on as it is fairly deep. That means my elbow is constantly resting on the hard surface and sometimes I can feel my hand go tingly and numb. Also my elbow is sore from resting on the hard surface. The things you sacrifice for exams. Sacrifice sleep, good food (yay for quick microwave food), social life, going out, sanity, blah blah blah, and now sacrificing joints! Prospective future for my body. YES!
I hate revision. I miss lounging around and being lazy.
Thursday, October 20, 2011
The Key is to be Proactive
Have been in placements for about 10 weeks now and I have had many ups and downs as you have read in my previous posts. After looking back at my placements, I've realized that my best experiences had been when I am being proactive. Being active in learning and stepping out from my consultant's shadow. In my first placement in the summer, I put a lot of effort into taking patient histories and doing loads of physical examinations (cardio, resp, and abdo). 2nd placement...did a lot of ward rounds - definitely seen a lot. For comparison sake - first placement I took about 10 patient histories and have done 4 cardiac exams, 3 respiratory exams, and 3 abdo exams. 2nd placement: 1 patient history, 1 shortened peripheral nerve exam. Poor showing in the 2nd placement. Yesterday, I did a group revision session on cardiac, resp, and abdo examinations. I knew how to do those examinations quite well and knew what I was looking for and can easily explain positive findings. The minute we got into neuro and musculoskeletal (MSK) exams...I died a little inside. I didn't know what was going on. Okay well MSK was easy to follow as I'm quite familiar with joints and those tests...but neuro was painful. I obviously didn't know how to do these exams as well as the cardio, resp, and abdo exams and it just felt horrible how lopsided my learning has been. Thinking back - it was because I was really proactive in my first placement. I had put a lot of effort into seeing patients and doing examinations. These last 2 placements - I've been...how should we put it...lazy.
You might ask: why suddenly the realization? Yesterday I was in clinic in the afternoon and my consultant told me to go take patient histories of the new patients in clinic and to come back and present the histories to him. While presenting, my consultant would ask questions dealing with the presenting complaint and about the differential diagnosis. It really made me think and be on the ball. When I didn't know something - he would teach me what to look for in a history and I realized: "I'm actually learning and remembering this." Once clinic was over - I actually had a good time. I felt independent and a lot more confident in my history taking skills as I got to present my histories and then got quizzed on it. I also realized that I was quite rough with my history taking with my first patient but by the time I saw my 3rd patient - it was easy and straight forward. It was a great feeling and a great confidence boost.
Now I'm sitting about - pondering - actually no...stressing about exams (OSCE + 2 written papers in December). There's no way I can pull off taking good histories and performing examinations without practice. I need to be proactive and do what I did in my first placement. Make a schedule and follow it. Be involved and just take a step away from my consultant and tell him that I need to practice. There isn't much point following him - I've got a good idea what the specialty is about already. I need to see more physical signs and conditions to start seeing patterns and recognizing things quicker. 4 more weeks of placements - I need to get back on the wards and talk to patients!
You might ask: why suddenly the realization? Yesterday I was in clinic in the afternoon and my consultant told me to go take patient histories of the new patients in clinic and to come back and present the histories to him. While presenting, my consultant would ask questions dealing with the presenting complaint and about the differential diagnosis. It really made me think and be on the ball. When I didn't know something - he would teach me what to look for in a history and I realized: "I'm actually learning and remembering this." Once clinic was over - I actually had a good time. I felt independent and a lot more confident in my history taking skills as I got to present my histories and then got quizzed on it. I also realized that I was quite rough with my history taking with my first patient but by the time I saw my 3rd patient - it was easy and straight forward. It was a great feeling and a great confidence boost.
Now I'm sitting about - pondering - actually no...stressing about exams (OSCE + 2 written papers in December). There's no way I can pull off taking good histories and performing examinations without practice. I need to be proactive and do what I did in my first placement. Make a schedule and follow it. Be involved and just take a step away from my consultant and tell him that I need to practice. There isn't much point following him - I've got a good idea what the specialty is about already. I need to see more physical signs and conditions to start seeing patterns and recognizing things quicker. 4 more weeks of placements - I need to get back on the wards and talk to patients!
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