OSCE and end of semester one
Hmm, well. The date of my first set of OSCEs approaches, I am forced to question the wisdom of formative exams held post-ESA exams. My brain has gone into demob mode, and I'm struggling to sum up much enthusiasm for a set of exams in an area that I really don't feel competent in yet. I can practice as much as I like on Jason, but somehow I know it's not going to have much impact on me until I come face to face with a real patient. Still, I suppose we must start somewhere.
I'm heartened by the amount of knowledge that I seem to have assimilated during the course of semester 1. Who would have thought that all these facts would slot so neatly in place within my mind?! However, I still feel very much like a student, and not the proto-professional that I hope I will become during this course. I am, as always, bamboozled by the huge quantity of paperwork generated as a result of these studies. I also feel a little far-removed from the medical school, mainly as a result of the actual distance between home and campus. I would not recommend commuting 35 miles a day to uni to anyone who really wants to get involved in university life! Still, at least the medical podcasts see to it that my time spent driving is not wasted.
In summery, I seem to have survived semester one. Just get these pesky OSCEs over and done with, and I can settle down to some hardcore science in the form of my CASSM. Haematological malignancies...oh yes! You know that you're a scientist at heart when the thought of monoclonal antibodies excites you...