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Today's inane image of the day:
S, being the awesome and amazing person she is, made these for our recent post-exam gathering -- how cute are these "limes"?!
I definitely needed the last couple of days to recover from that moster of an examination. Although we had an anatomy assessment yesterday [essentially equivalent to a small quiz], I couldn't completely kick back and relax on Monday night. I cannot believe that we had our first exam and that it happened only two days ago -- it feels like at least a week has passed!
Although I did complain a while back about my energy levels after a draining day of class, I am starting to appreciate the way things are set up. I do not represent my entire class when I say this, but it seems that after finally getting settled in, spending a full day in lecture no longer results in complete exhaustion [although I am still tired]. One of my downfalls for this first exam was that I pay terrible attention during class -- this has always been a problem of mine, but I have never had a big enough reason to change it... until now. Medical school truly is a different beast, and in order to keep up with the pancakes, I need to force myself to be an active learner in class. That's the only way I'll be able to keep up.
Anyway, yesterday we also had Anatomy lab. Although I was definitely affected by my first encounter with our cadaver, I didn't have any strong reactions to the experience. This time, I felt a lot more prepared to work with her and discover what lies within the human body. Perhaps it was the fact that we had more to do [last time the first group did most of the work and pretty much only left us with pec minor to retract...], but I just felt more alive. We were assigned to dissect out the brachial plexus and after many sniffles and watery eyes [our cadaver went through particularly potent embalming chemicals, which tends to irritate my eyes and nose], we were able to isolate and identify the roots, cords, divisions and nerves that we committed to memory just weeks [or days, in my case] before. It was absolutely fascinating.
I still need to catch up on some sleep and finish a reflective writing... time to get on that!
