First Week of Med School Nearly Complete!
I feel like I’m just poking my head out of the fox hole to glance around at the outside world for a moment. I wanted to give you guys an update on how things are going, but I’m pretty overwhelmed at the moment. Once I get into a solid studying pattern and schedule I’ll hopefully have more time to blog about life as a M1. They certainly waste no time. At orientation, one of our anatomy professors told us not to worry, we were only already 2 weeks behind on studying at the outset of the semester. We thought he was kidding. For the past 4 days I’ve done nothing but go to class, study, eat, shower, and sleep. Studying in groups has helped since you definitely need to be around other people who understand this lifestyle in order to commiserate and get through. The M2s say it gets easier, and I’m hoping they’re right, because anatomy lab is rough. The smell is the worst, and it clings to you all day, sometimes even after showering. We have a 200+ lbs. cadaver that we’re rolling back and forth every day…that hurts your shoulders and back at the end of lab, which are suffering enough abuse from hauling your life (text books, Netters atlas, iPad, 20 snacks for the formaldehyde munchies, various chargers, notebooks, markers, water bottle, wallet, etc.) around with you in a bag all day. Also yesterday I had to be the lead dissector on our lady’s face/neck when looking for the brachial plexus and a bunch of other nerves above the clavicle, so that was a little shiver-inducing. Eventually you learn to distance yourself I guess.
The first day was by far the worst in lab since our cadaver seemed so, well, human. She has pastel pink toe nails and underwent a unilateral mastectomy sometime in the past. Our group calls her Lucy to remind us that she once had a name, and loved ones, and should be treated with respect and care. Sometimes when I’m near hurling and feel disgusted about what we’re doing, I try to remember what our professor said: “This is what they wanted and chose to do with their earthly remains. They want you to learn from them so you can save others. Make their selfless sacrifice worth it.” And I thank her. Not verbally but I just think, “Thank you, Lucy.” And I try to make sure she’s covered properly. The other day I brushed a bunch of flecks of fascia from her hair before re-covering her head. I felt like it was the least that I could do for her, after all she is doing for us.










