I legitimately forgot about this blog for a little bit until the other day.
So anatomy!
and histo!
I love them both.
We've had 2 anatomy exams so fa - the thorax, and then the abdominopelvic cavity. I liked the thorax. As we got through the abdominopelvic cavity, I LOVED the thorax. But as time went on I've learned to love the abdomen too. maybe not the pelvic cavity.
It's incredible to me how we're basically mapping out the body in 3d in our brains. like, everything that anatomists have bothered naming, we're establishing an awareness of it, where it is compared to everything else...I could close my eyes and layer-by-layer put the body together in my head. So awesome.
We had a small group session where radiologists came in and showed us slide shows normal and abnormal cat scan images and taught us how to figure out where we were and what we were looking at and diagnose some simple stuff. I thought to myself "this is pretty awesome, I could do radiology, it's fun!"
The next day in lecture we watched video clips of surgery and instantly I was like "nope. no radiology" I would never be able to look at those films, diagnose stuff, and let someone else go and fix it. I'd die.
maybe that excludes me from ER too. they do a lot of diagnosing and sending patients to the specialists for treatment. whatever. that's another ongoing debate.
Histo! I'm teaching it and I love it. That's pretty much it. I liked it the first time, I love remembering the things that confused me for a long time until I figured them out, and explaining them to other people at the beginning, and hoping that they get to be un-confused earlier than I was.
I've been watching that show New York Med for like...a day. I watched 5 episodes last night and i LOVED it. They blurred out a lot of the gore which was mildly disappointing, but they're showing you awesome cases and they spend a lot of time talking to the residents and nurses and patients. It's incredible getting inside their heads and seeing what they're going through from both sides. Parents about to send their kids in for major heart surgery, people going in for surgeries that they may or may not survive, watching them say bye to their families not knowing if they will make it off the table-it's an incredible thing to see.
It also petrifies me. That's a LOT of responsibility. To be the one who's taking that person who is praying that wasn't the last time they ever hug their spouse into an operating room and have the ability to save their life is incredible...but the idea that one small mistake, or even one small thing that couldn't have been prevented, could be the end. AAAAAAh
thankfully everything in medicine is done in baby steps.
