What a day

I think people were kind of looking at me oddly on the train today. Thanks to the hot sun and my forgetfulness, a melted chocolate in my right pocket spelled disaster for the earphones, ipod shuffle, mobile phone and parker pen (No, my pockets are not abnormally large) nearby. Thanks to my amazing foresight and provision, I also did not carry tissues or a bottle of water with me that day. So lets see. Brilliant genius medical student is confronted with messy electronic goods, and *almost* nothing to clean it with. What to do? Well, use the closest replacement to tissues - good old-fashioned paper from a notepad! How I managed to clean my earphones with pieces of paper, you can figure out for yourself, heh.
Anywho. Today was also a notable day because it was the last day of ICM. This means that I will not be seeing Blacktown Hospital for the next 4 months (until February at least), but more importantly (of course, what could possibly be worse than not seeing a hospital for months?) a new ICM group and tutor. My group and tutor are...LEGEN (wait for it, wait for it, wait for it - and I hope you're not lactose intolerant, because the next word is)DARY. I can't really rate one over the other - I think the group is so important in terms of your experience in ICM; whilst our tutor is a brilliant physician who has such a great love for people and for teaching us young whipper-snappers. I will miss them. Of course, the aforementioned chocolate was the result of a farewell gift thoughtfully thought of by one of us in the group (the rest of us all forgot, or didn't even know that this was the last week of ICM).
Anyway, the reason why I was on the train was not because I was going home, but because I was doing part of another PPD assignment (talking to a health professional). I went to Hornsby where I met my cousin (a registrar), and we and my friend who's also in first-year had a nice long chat about what we should expect in the future, and tips to manage stress and adverse situations. That was cool - I've just finished typing up my notes taken during the session; we'll have to present it at a time and date I'm not sure of. Thus, one would assume I am quite free for the rest of tonight - not so, too much work to catch up. Should get cracking, then.

It's Never Happened Before

What hasn't happened before? Well, me winning in Minesweeper on Expert was what hasn't happened before. Minesweeper Expert was a constant source of rage and bereavement for me - I have this print screen titled "THISISWHYIDONTPLAYMINESWEEPEREXPERT.png" which highlights how I had nearly finished the entire board, and it all came down to one coin flip, which, by Murphy's Law, meant that I lost. This happened a multitude of times, and even today, until finally, I outwitted the probability table and finished in 542 seconds. Granted, I'm not going to break any records anytime soon, but the satisfaction is really keeping me on a high right now :)
Another thing that hasn't happened before was me speaking for 15 minutes straight. I've never, ever been able to do that. Ever. But the opportunity presented itself in the form of PPD's Reflections statement sessions; 2 hour sessions with your PBL group, talking about your life story. Multiplied by 11. Heh. It's actually quite fun, learning about where people come from; I quite liked it, and I think most of us did as well; the saying "I don't want to hear your life story" definitely didn't apply here.
Yet another first was me not sleeping through a particular (though excellent) lecturer for the first time. He is absolutely brilliant, but his voice...is...rather.....calm...and....mellow..........zzzzzzzzzzzzzzZZZZZ
BUT. Not today. Hah.

On top of all of this, ISAN09 is coming up in just 2 days time! Whoopee! This must be the greatest week ever. Winning Minesweeper, interesting PPD and ISAN. Oh, except on Friday it's PBL again. Akk. I would look forward to it if I did work this week, but alas. Various priorities popped up ahead of PBL (such as learning a song - Superchic[k]''s "Stand in the Rain"). Just goes to show how you can have a life outside of Medicine. :)

What a day.

Today, I managed to miss Macarthur (which was one stop from Campbelltown). Let me explain - there's no direct train from where I catch the train to get to Macarthur - our uni's unofficial train station. So today I would catch a train to Campbelltown, the station everyone thinks is the end of the southern train line, and catch a train from Campbelltown to the 'real' end of the southern train line - Macarthur. This train doesn't stop at Macarthur though, it heads all the way to Moss Vale, which is approximately 40 kilometres away. Me being me, I managed to miss that one stop, and ended up at Menangle Park, the next stop. Herewith, upon finding the next train was an hour away, and thinking that one stop would be approximately 2km or so, I hatched the brilliant idea to walk back to Macarthur. Boy, was I wrong. The road that appeared to follow the train station turned left...and then turned left again...and there was no end in sight. So after 20 minutes I arrived back at the station, caught the train back to Macarthur, and was on my way.

Our first real anatomy practical was pretty super (abdomen/groin region) - having surgeons/surgical registrars were pretty cool, they were really knowledgeable and knew how to teach (very important, one would think), so yeh pretty awesome. Only bugger was that whenever they'd ask some questions about stuff, they'd draw a blank look from us and in general, we felt very stupid. We also did some surface anatomy, though only for a half hour or so.

We also got exam results back - I passed with a 60 average, but as a result, was in the bottom 3rd of the cohort. Still satisfied though, gave it a fair amount of effort and will be looking forward to improving that result. I felt that my mark was quite equivalent to my effort in the HSC, maybe a little more (so, ATAR of about 98 as a guesstimation) - obviously theres not really any comparison, since there are so many other factors that come into play, but that could give an idea as to what to expect. Looking for a 70+ in the finals so I can even up with a Credit average for the year, so I've got a big task ahead of me... *nods*

Our first physical examination for ICM was also pretty interesting...pity our patient though, who persevered with us (well, only one of us was performing the examination, but I digress) for an hour as we learnt how to percuss (tapping the abdomen, listening for the resonance of sounds to indicate hollowness and the presence of liquid and solid) and to palpate (fancy word for using our fingers to search for organs), and were assured (or amazed?) at our tutor's statement that the entire examination should take, at most, 5 minutes. Which reminds me, I should be writing up some notes so I can recollect what she said about signs and symptoms...

I also got email notifications that my stethoscope had been sent via Aus Post today, and my order for textbooks from India (about $50/textbook inc shipping) got processed. Also got my Talley and O'Connor clinical examination book yesterday, and found out that I really did not have any book-contacting skill anymore :\ Lots of bubbles and even a few jagged edges. Bleh. So yeh, exciting couple of days :)