- Potholes are bad. I basically had to jump my bike over one today that spanned most of the road.
- Fellow cyclists are much more friendly here than in Portland- they will always nod, wave or say hi. I think it’s because bikers are so rare here. When we see each other, we need to raise our fists and say “Solidarity!” or something like that.
- Omaha actually does have some bike lanes. However…
- I have seen cars driving in a bike lane on two separate occasions. Really?
- I bike past a donut place in the morning and the delicious scent always makes me want to stop. Perhaps in the near future.
- My commute time is about the same whether I’m biking or driving. I think the difference comes from the time it takes to find a parking spot and walk from the parking lot. I just lock my bike up in front of the Science building and walk in.
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- My steed is pictured below- I call her “Serenity.” Can anyone guess why?
Yesterday I introduced myself to a man, examined his eyes, ears, mouth, throat and heart and then left, all while being watched and critiqued by another person.
OSCEs are weird. And awkward.
Nobody really knows what OSCE stands for, but I think most medical students know what it means.
For those in the dark, I’ll share. It’s a fake patient encounter where med students are evaluated on their clinical exam skills. It’s usually pretty straightforward, the doctors grading it are supportive and goes by very quickly.
But for whatever reason, it is a really stressful experience!
Most of my fellow students are the same way. We stress a little before, and then when it’s over with, we all say, “well, that was easy,” and get on with our lives.
My OSCE went fine, save for some shaky hands. One more awkward step complete on my journey through medical school!