#28 – Dead Bodies on a Saturday Night? Count me in!

The last few hours of my life have been spent with about a dozen or so cadavers. The worse part? It’s a Saturday night and still 9 days away from my exam. The worst part is I feel pretty far behind. Today was the first day since the last anatomy quiz that I feel like I actually accomplished something. Pretty weak eh? In the medical school universe, that shit just doesn’t fly. I could have probably been out of lab an extra hour early too if Mr. Antisocial hadnt been chatting up Dman and Me. Apparently he has opened up a little. A little too much. He starts on a topic and just keeps talking in his dull monotone voice and I just want to shoot him and shut him up.

Anyways, this time around I’ve been keeping up with Histology. The histo exam this time around should be a lot easier, but will be following my anatomy final so who knows if I will be too dazed. Hopefully not!

Let’s see…this last week in lab the most interesting thing I’ve done is get at the orbit of the eye. There are so many small muscles and nerves just above your eyeball. My amazement is only offset by my “damnit I gotta learn ALL this shit” attitude. Oh, and dont call it and eyeball…call it the “eye.” Eyeball…corpse…”a-chill-ies tendon” whatever!

Last week I got to take my buddy Broccoli to Carlos Mencia stand up. Broccoli got into medical school that day, so I surprised him with a badass gift. I dare his parents to beat that…watch them buy him a car now. The show was incredibly incredibly incredibly good. But you know my life is being pathetic when I think “Damn this is late. I have class tomorrow. I could stay an extra 20 minutes and get a picture with him or go home and sleep for tomorrow.” For those of you who don’t like his show, his standup is totally different. It’s actually good.

Lately I’ve had some pre-meds ask me about medical school. I always tell them it sucks and not to do it….and I haven’t even gotten to the bad part. In fact, I’m supposedly at the easy part. I’d rather be doing stuff than studying. I have this hatred of taking my work home with me. Once I leave campus I want to forget the medical world. But that just isn’t possible until maybe my 3rd year. This is one of the reasons I covet emergency medicine so much.

I have a new nickname for the shuttle bus I ride from the parking lot to the hospital. Me and my PT buddy, Rabbit, have officially dubbed it the hearse. God it feels like a hearse every morning on the way to class, but on the way home it feels like I’m riding a rainbow. A straight rainbow ofcourse.

I’ve also thought about the benefits of having a wife during medical school. At first it may be hard having to deny her the time that she deserves, but it would be so incredibly nice to have someone there to help you through this hell. Just random thoughts running through my head. No I’m not getting married…

I miss undergrad more and more every day. Hardly a day goes by where I don’t wish I were back in there. I’ve also been thinking about my identity. The more medical school passes by, the more I think I will stop being the individual Brownmedstudent and be Doctor. This profession really encompasses your life. Which sucks donkey dick.

#27 – Delays

With the Anatomy and Histology final looming over the horizon, I wont be posting much until like…a while.

On a side note…I’m over 1k posts hurray!

Carlos Mencia Stand up comedy is Hilarious. The midget is NOT Weeman.

#26 – I’m so damn sleepy

Last night, I stayed in the library until 1 AM. I have never ever ever done that before. I got to bed at 2 am, and had to wake up at 6 am for class. The thing is, when I got to bed I had that giddy energy in me…you know, the feeling you get after you stay up for so long and dont care. It’s almost like a high. Or just running on pure adrenaline fueled by Cranial Nerve awesomeness. Or not. So the 4 hours of sleep I had just sucked.

In lab today we disected the eye. There’s a lot of muscles around your eye and I’ll be damned if I learn them before the quiz. I wanted to just rip out herms eyeball and pop it like a zit. It would have been the coolest thing ever, or the grossest. Nowadays, whenever I eat lunch, there is a period of like 1.5 hours where I cant do anything. All the blood rushes to my stomache. Someone help me with this problem!

Oh yeah, I’m sleepy. Very very damn sleepy. After I talk with Dr. B a little bit and do a tad bit of studying, I’m going to show a friend where he is taking the PCAT tomorrow. Knowing him, he will probably want to drink tonight and party. I’m up for it!

#25 – A small update

I’ve been thinking about posting more frequently, just smaller posts. I don’t know…tell me what you all think.

I’m surprised that I’m on track to get to a thousand hits…Hurray for me!

Panda Bear’s Blog is back up on SDN. It’s the best blog ever. Here’s the link. The link is also on the side of blogroll.

Pandabearmd.com

I’m sitting in the library and wondering if it’s worth it. I have periods of ups and downs…ups and downs. I feel like everything is kind of topsy turvy and it just sucks. South Park was incredible. Anatomy sucks. What else is new?

Oh, I read a stat that 50% of medical students undergo depression, and 11% of them have serious thoughts of suicide. Whoa…that’s just depressing. Oh yeah, 400 Physicians commit suicide every year. That just sucks.

#24 – Sorry…again

So the life of a medical student is one that requires long long hours of dedication. Often times, things must be sacrificed for the betterment of his education and future patients. Therefore, blogging may become scarce.

HAH. That’s really not the reason I haven’t been on here. I’m a pretty lazy mofo. That pretty much sums it up. I’m sorry?

Last I left off…south park. Oh yes. And it sucked. The whole thing with raping Indiana Jones never gets old…but I expect so much better from the series. Traditionally, the 2nd episode is always one of the ebst of the season, so I have high hopes for tomorrow.

Since last week, a lot has happened. We started head and neck. This is the MOST dreaded and complicated part of anatomy. 2 lectures in and I can already see why this is so complicated. Good thing I’ve been putting anatomy on the backburner…or maybe that’s a bad thing.

In lab, we have been cutting up herm’s…head and neck! The other group had the first dissection of the face…it was weird and awkward, I still have trouble looking at the lifeless corpse, I mean cadaver, on the table. It’s so weird and freaky. Lately I’ve thought the scariest thing ever would be to be stuck in one of those metal coffins with Herm. The thought sends shudders down my spine.

The next lab session I had to cut on Herm’s face and pretty much do the lab that the lazy ass first group couldn’t get done. I had to get to her mental nerve..so I grabbed her bottom lip, cut, and pulled. It reminded me of the Texas Chain Saw Massacre movie.

Over the weekend, I had to study for this hardass histology test. BUT…my batman dvds came in. So I spent all weekend watching batman. On Sunday I watched 17 episodes of the cartoon. Yeah, it definitely shows from my histo test score. It’s amazing how I’m just like “eh” whatever. I’m just going to have to bust my balls on the next test to get a B. If I get a C…it’s not the end of the world!

I need to get my ass on the ball!

Dr P: “How do you know a woman is smarter than a cow?”
Me: “I dunno?”
Dr P: “A woman doesn’t shit herself when you squeeze her tits.”

My hero.

#23 – Long Days

Yeah it’s been a long day. It didn’t have much benefit, and I don’t feel too good about it. But do you know what? There is a new south park episode tonight so it cancels everything out. I can’t wait!

Yesterday after classes I had to sit around and wait for Patient Centered Medicine, the class where we actually learn how to do our doctoring. So after needlessly wasting a few hours, I meet up with Tadkins. She’s the girl that’s the head of our group. She always wears these shirts that are too lowcut and pushes her breasts up…damnit stop tempting me you succubus. Dman couldn’t make it to the group meeting…and our fourth is AKO. AKO is a a fresh off the boat black girl from Nigeria. She’s cool and all…but boy is she slow. She asks these stupid questions…”what do the numbers on that gage mean?” Well honey, we need numbers to measure your blood pressure.

So we are all learning how to feel the thyroid gland, which is right at the base of your neck. I am the “tester” person so everyone is feeling my thyroid. It’s AKO’s turn and she puts her bony skinny long fingers on my neck and for some reason, I just knew something bad is about to happen. She presses back as hard as she can and chokes and gags me. That bitch….Anyways, I learned that if you stimulate both the carotid arteries at the same time, you could make someone pass out. WARNING *** DO NOT TRY AT HOME ***

Afterwards, I went home and ate waffles at home since I’m too busy/lazy to go grocery shopping.

Today, we had the foot dissection. Needless to say, I rocked it. Makes me want to be an ortopaedic surgeon…but without the hard work and effort. Dr. P – the plastic surgeon that always jokes around with our all-male group – came over to us. First thing he says is “Brownmedstudent, DO YOU LIKE SUCKING TOES?” Afterwards he tells us that we can’t trust fat people because they dont have self control. Let me tell you something about Dr. P. The reason he doesn’t practice medicine anymore is because he can’t…he’s been sued so many times that all he can practically do is teach. And he doesn’t know what the fuck he is doing half the time. In fact, he goes to one table, asks them what structures are to “test” them. With his new found information, he goes over to the next table and tries to show off how smart he is. What a smart bastard. Today, I half-assedly asked him what one of the foot muscles was. He said “I don’t know, rip that bitch out!” So I did. I love that guy. I want to be a doctor like him…without the lawsuits.

Afterwards, lunch with Davy and Vanilla Bear. Then, I sat in the library for about 6 hours and to be honest with you, didn’t do jack shit. Damnit, I am just not focusing. I need to get on the ball or something. But all that doesn’t matter now. The highlight of my week….South Park. Starts. In. A. Couple. Of. Minutes. BANZAI!

#22 – A Good Day

Today’s been a good day. I would almost venture to say that it’s been a really good day…but I don’t want to push my luck.

So as I previously mentioned, Dman and Vanilla Bear have been busting my balls. Well today it actually paid off. I managed to get my first “A” in Anatomy. Hellllllz Yeah. Now to slack off even more for the next quiz right? Oh it doesn’t work that way? Well screw you too.

So Hotbrowngirl actually invited me to a party over the weekend and I didn’t go. The situation is super complicated, but I’m glad I didn’t go. It all worked out really well in the end. Don’t ask me why…it just did. I think I need to stop thinking about her completely. You know how you idolize someone to be perfect…blah blah this isn’t a romance blog.

Over the weekend, I stayed at Brocolli’s house instead and just chillaxed with him. He was my college roommate so we had a good time and got to catch up on a lot of other things. That was 2 nights before my quiz. The day of my quiz I studied attachments for 10 minutes before quitting to hang with Brocolli. I just got so fed up with the whole school thing that I needed to relax. I got home that night around 11:30 pm and then studied for an hour before sleeping. Then I woke up at 4:30 AM to resume studying. I lead a very fucked up study pattern.

So after my quiz today, our trio went and hard a glorious breakfast. I think that it’s going to be a new tradition to do that. Then we casually prepared for a small lab and afterwards, I took Dman home. He was practically asleep by the time I got him there. Then I went to my apartment (which will now be officially known as “The Watch Tower”) and passed out for a good 4 hours. Then I woke up and watched Batman cartoons.

Over the last week, we’ve cut Herm’s leg all to shreds. The leg really isnt that interesting…it’s just a lot of muscles. Sure it’s intricate in its organization, but no where near the complicated art work that the forearm is. In the near future, I’d love to go to one of those exhibits with the people in actions of everyday life…just skinned to muscles. You know what I’m talkin about… I’ve been to one before but never been able to fully appreciate the beauty of the human body.

In histology, we have a test next Tuesday. I am 3 lectures down and haven’t looked at  ANY lab at all. It kind of makes me nervous but oh well. The way our schedule is set up, it kind of forces us to switch back and forth with our concentration on different subjects. It also isn’t very beneficial for the boards…but I wouldn’t give up ending class every day at 12pm for nothing. Tomorrow I’ll get my ass on the ball about that.

I feel as if I maybe, just maybe, possibly, perhaps, I can do this medical school thing. This journey has been filled with ups and downs, ups and downs, and more ups and downs. And it’s only been the first 7 or 8 weeks of this 7 year (minimum) journey? I hope you, the faithful reader, can enjoy this journey with me…even if sometimes I can’t.

# 21 – Just 2 more years

Dman and Vanilla Bear have my balls in a vice. We have a new study schedule that prohibts my free time. Less free time for me = less chances to sit down and really reflect on the meaning of life. I hope to get a good post in on Monday after the Anatomy quiz. Dman and VB have me going into lab tomorrow at fuckin 9 am! Those bastards…I purposely skipped histology on Thursday just to sleep in because I knew I couldn’t Saturday. Just 2 years of studying…just 2 years I keep telling myself.