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Beginning of the 2nd week of term.
first day of wards today.
Because of a splendid and absolutely random change in class numbers, the surgical rotation that I was all geered up for has now become a a 6 week stint at Anchor unit ( wards 16/17 ). Yes...in normal terms, this is a general medicine ward with concentration on haematology and oncology.
Strange to introduce yourself as " hello, my name is ___, I'm a third year medical student" I would like to add, " no different from the second year version still just as clueless, but better at faking it."
Strange too that we are not required to wear white coats now. Not too sure if that's just the policy for this ward. That's great for the phenomenally hot weather we have now. But then again....it's kinda disconcerting now that you can't escape into the comforts of your white coat or cover up for your inepititude and stupidness with the flash of white that tells the whole world that you are one of the hospital's fools. Oh well....welcome to the real world.
Well...for starters still very rusty from the summer hols.
Managed to ascultate heart sounds, find apex beats and detect a murmur but when it came to diagnosing which type of murmur, I fell short. DARN! For everyone out there, a decrescendo, crescendo murmur where the heart sounds are rather faint and a slow rising carotid pulse are characteristic of the murmur of aortic stenosis.
Oh well....
that's basically all I have to say for now.
The lull of lectures for mental health are not too bad. Basically all about talking, and emotional n psychological blah blah.... and I used to think it was more on psychoanalysis....
what a let down.
Ta!