I have to preface this with saying that I miss my Emmy and Matty Boy. It isn't quite the same without them here, it seems like something is missing. The house isn't as loud, there isn't as much food to cook, and there are less people the boat with. They were my tubing buddies who for years I hauled on to Big Bertha, the tube.
Despite the void today was a blast. Nothing much happened but what did went smoothly. We went almost to Arkansas to a furniture store, had lunch, and came back. Then we went down to the dock to spend the remainder of the afternoon. There was reading, fishing, and conversation. By far my favorite part of the day was preparing, cooking, and eating dinner. It was a family affair with new foods tried and recipes cooked. Something like the winey goat cheese were a hit, others such as the grilled sweet potatoes crashed and burned (literally they were very black!)
What made it so nice was that everyone was together in the new open kitchen/dining room/sunroom area which allowed us to all talk. Dad practiced his knife skills by cutting the potatoes, tomatoes, and strawberries. However, he still needs to master cutting the fluffy foods like angel food cake. He has the tendency to use force to cut through which makes to bread or cake deformed and flat. We will have to cook more so he can practice using a back and forth motion with a serrated knife.
I am ending the night by finishing my glass of wine, looking up at the full moon, and reading my book. What a glorious summer...Me
I find myself asking that questions and still not believing I am going to be a Dr. It is crazy to think about how much I have learned in medical school over the past year. Yet last night I was reminded how much I still don't know. I volunteered to work at MedZou, the free clinic run by Mizzou medical students in Columbia. As an M1/M2 you have the role of initially interviewing the patient. I feel like I can handle that pretty well, still miss a few disease specific questions but hold me own (at least I think). It is nicer now that the clinic flow pairs a M1/M2 interviewer with a M3/M4 student doctor. You see in the third and forth yrs of school you are placed on clinical rotations so you actually are treating patients. Don't worry there are fully trained doctors supervising and giving orders to ensure patient safety, most of the time. By pairing interviewers with a student doctor we (M1s) get a bit of assistance and guidance if we forget to ask a question. Also we get to go in and help with the physical exam. It is a neat learning experience and there are a wide variety of people to meet.
Sorry back to the point of this story. Last night while working I felt so stupid because I really could only interview and even when a pt came in with acne I didn't know all the right questions to ask. I needed to ask a bunch of endocrine questions which I didn't. Thankfully my student doctor partner was there to follow everything up. In addition to my lack of interview skills he asked if I wanted to do the physical exam and chart it, oh crap I haven't done that since block 2. Not to mention we flew through that but I still remember the cranial nerves!
The bottom line here is that I am not close to being a real doctor but I am on my way. There is so much I will learn by doing in the next few years I think next year I will be able to do a physical exam and even chart it more comfortably. I need to get over my worrying about making a mistake because I will for sure make plenty, I already have. The thing that I forget is that everything is a teaching experience and the patients know that, the physicians know that and my fellow students know that. As much of a hierarchy as there is I think there is also sympathy or maybe empathy is the better word for those in the beginning of their medical career. Those individuals who are further along have all been the low man on the totem pole and know what it is like. I just hope they remember that.
For me closets and cars stir similar feelings. Both require regular maintenance in order to serve their given purpose. The maintenance light always seems to flash at inconvenient time leading to the delayed service. My closet for example, everything has its place so I can find what article of clothing or shoe I am looking for. However, when it gets close to test week my clean laundry doesn't get placed in its proper spot leading to frustration and confusion when getting ready for school in the morning. This ultimately leads me to either being late or throwing an outfit together that I am constantly worrying if my shirt is long enough.
Yes I have again found myself in the passenger seat on the wonderful roads of Missouri. It is 11pm as Ad and I venture home to Wash MO after watching Conan’s first night on the Tonight Show. Conan makes me chuckle and I will probably watch him if I am up but I am still a Jay fan. However, to be honest I probably won’t watch Jay at his new time. Hopefully I will have other things to do.
My name is Meg and I am currently a Geriatrics and Palliative Care Fellow at Mount Sinai Hospital in New York City. I started this blog several years ago as a way to remember and talk about what I experienced while studying abroad in Rwanda during the summer of 2009.