Perhaps you’ve noticed a lack of posting on my part. Perhaps not. Either way I want to address why I haven’t been writing much recently.
It is not for lack of ideas of what to write about. In fact it may be the opposite: I feel paralyzed by how much I want to express. I have so many stories, observations and random thoughts about my third year of medical school that I’m not sure where to begin.
Let’s start with one general observation: the third year is a lot more fun than the previous two years of medical school. Knowledge actually comes easier as I apply what I am learning to actual patients. It is much easier to wake up in the morning knowing I will actually have meaningful experiences with patients and colleagues. Lectures are fewer and generally very practical.
But there are difficulties too. Just as you start to get a little comfortable , you are shipped off to a new location to start over again. Even within each rotation I’ve been at a different site each month. At my last rotation the staff was so used to new students each month one nurse just called me “student” the whole time even though I worked with her every day. She slipped up once though and actually said my name and the other staff joked about how that was a big deal. Ha.
I can’t help but look forward to a little more stability. Working with the same people, learning their names and understanding their expectations. Working in the same place and knowing simple things like where to find a bandage. Having a well defined role. Can I look forward to these things in residency? I guess we’ll see.