Week 1: Finished

Busy

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This summer might kill me.

I get up at 4. I study on the bus. I go to class, study at lunch, go to lab, study on the way home. I study until 11.

I’m worn out. Without Fridays off, it’s possible I wouldn’t make it through the summer. Thankfully, Fridays are giving me the chance to catch up, work ahead, sleep a little.

I’m also thrilled that my lab partners (who happen to be other post-bac kids) are totally keeping me sane. They’re awesome, helpful, smart, funny, and not sleeping any more than I am. I know I’ll get through it, because I’ll do what needs doing, but it’s going to be a long, hot summer…

Posting once a week through August. :)

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Game plan

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I’m halfway through the three week break between spring and summer classes, and I’m doing what I can to change my tactics and hopefully seriously improve my grades.

I spent a few days decompressing while family was in town. Now I’m on to reading a light, easy-to-read, basic intro to chemistry via my favorite sort of book. It’s similar to the commodity histories that I adore, and it discusses the history of chemistry in a relateable, relevant, historically fascinating way. It’s a quick read, so I’ll be done with it by the end of the week for sure. When it’s done, I’ll move on to the chemistry primer I also got from the library in the hopes of getting a jumpstart on the material for the semester. I’ll also be taking some time after each day’s class and lab work to do a quick inventory of everything I learned for the day in the hopes of starting the study process before exam cram time.

Any tips? I’m looking for whatever academic and study tactics worked for you. I’ll take any suggestions at this point.

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Resolved

Panic

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I haven’t posted recently because I was too busy planning the Toddlerette’s birthday party. I waited for the end of the semester, which meant her party was 18 days after her actual 2nd birthday, but it was well worth the wait since it meant being relaxed enough to get the party planned, the cupcakes made, and have a good time without worrying about studying or homework.

Waiting also means I saved you all from reading a panic stricken, defeated, Armageddon style post about this semester’s grades. I finished Calculus with a B and Bio 2 with a C, leaving my GPA at a 2.5. After meeting with the assistant dean of medicine at Georgetown a few weeks ago, I know that I have very little chance of getting into any of the medical schools I want with less than a 3.6, so I ran a few calculations to figure out what I had to do in order to raise the 2.5 into a 3.6 by the time I leave the post-bacc program.

The answer? All As. Okay, one B… but the rest? As. ALL As.

Commence panic. I spent the good part of last week freaking out, knowing that I’ll never be able to pull off all As, and that there is only a tiny likelihood that I can manage an MCAT score so stellar that it makes up for the GPA. I’ll never get into the schools I want to apply to (and, for many complicated reasons, need to apply to) and I may not be competitive for any schools anywhere. I’ll have a hard time getting in, which means several extra years of work or school to make it easier to reapply with some success. I’ll be spending even more time just getting to medical school, and the clock is tick-ticking as it is. The medical schools I could get into assuming a lesser GPA will require a complete overhaul of our entire lives, uprooting my family, asking my husband to take on even more stress and financial burden, costing us money, and likely taking us away from our only source of income. I’ve totally screwed us and our future plans by sucking at biology.

…and then I found myself at the zoo, sitting in the shade on a beautiful spring day with my arms wrapped around the most beautiful two year old on the planet as she snoozed, utterly at peace, on her momma who she loves more than anything in the world. My husband, my strong, supportive, loving husband smiled beside me, marveling at how much he loves our family. I watched my brother and his wife and son as they explored the zoo exhibits… and something occurred to me.

I can do this. I can do whatever it takes. I can work as hard as possible. I can revise my battle plans, change my study tactics, reinvent my academic skills, and I can do this. I will keep taking classes. I will do the very best that I can. When it comes time to apply to medical schools, I will evaluate my chances and plan from there. If it means a school I wasn’t originally considering, which also means somewhere that will turn our lives upside down, then we’ll figure that out when it comes. The best I can do is all I can do. I WILL get into medical school, and I WILL make a better life for my family, for that precious little girl.

So take THAT, potentially ridiculous academic panic. All the things I was panicking about may still be true, but the key is that none of them matter. I will do my best, and I will find a way to make that work. I have the best support system in the world, and with their help this is going to happen. It may not happen my way. It probably won’t happen my way. It WILL happen.

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Finals

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You guys, I am having such a hard time focusing on studying!!! I am SO glad we don’t have class this week, but trying to simultaneously study for two finals while still balancing job and family is tiring. I am trying to spend several hours a day on each test, usually studying one thing until lunch and then another after lunch, then switching the slots the next day. I am making progress, but I’m scared it’s not enough. I really, really need to get As on these tests if I want to salvage any hope of getting As in these classes.

In slightly less stressful news, I am now considering both the National Health Service Corps and the Public Health Corps. Federal and military, respectively, both programs offer me the chance to have my medical school entirely paid for up front, plus living costs and potentially housing. Since that would mean coming out of school with no new debt, the fact that my potential salary would be lower is pretty much a moot point. I’m still looking at options, details, requirements, and more… but I do think it’s going to mean a change in my overall game plan in terms of work and volunteering in order to come into line more with an interest in public health and underserved communities. My hope is to get involved with the pediatric mobile unit here at the hospital as my volunteer work.

My calculus final is on Thursday morning, which I will be celebrating the end of by going out to lunch with a classmate, and then my biology final is Saturday morning, after which we’ll be spending the afternoon with my mother-in-law. I can’t imagine I’ll be good company since I’ll be blitzed from studying and test stress, but hopefully it will be a good chance to wind down.

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Bad

panic & freak outSo… I had that meeting with one of the assistant Deans of the medical school… and now I’m sort of freaking out.

I asked him about only taking the prerequisite classes before applying. His answer?

Maniacal laughter.

Okay, not really… but he did say that I’d have to decimate the MCAT, get all As, and totally give up on the schools I originally intended to apply to. Without those two extra semesters, apparently, I have zero chance of getting into any of the schools I wanted to apply to.

End of the world? No… unless you consider that my choices were based on the places I could actually get to. Which means now we’d have to move, which we can’t, or buy a car, which we can’t.

So I should just take the extra classes, right? Yeah, except we’re barely getting by right now and another two semesters could literally be impossible from a financial standpoint.

I’m feeling overwhelmed and beaten, and I have two finals to study for.

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Be the change…

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It’s raining today and I’m crying in a coffee shop, thinking deep thoughts about the state of the world.

Yesterday I had a long talk with two different friends about the importance of being an informed patient. Specifically when it comes to young women (middle school through college) there is a sad and frightening lack of understanding. N one is teaching little girls how their bodies work, and without understanding they can’t make the best health decisions.

It’s your body. You should be in charge of the decisions made about what happens to it. But how can you do that if no one ever took the time to explain the basics? How can you make good decisions about birth control and safe sex when no one took the time to explain to you what a period is or how pregnancy happens. How can we expect teenagers to stay safe when no one thinks they’re capable of understanding the consequences of their actions?

Boys and girls should be raised to understand how their bodies work and what choices they have when it comes to safe sex and general health. Patients should be encouraged to ask questions about conditions, medications, and procedures.

I’ve had two laparoscopic surgeries, and I could essentially walk you through doing one now. Is it because I’m smarter or more driven? No. It’s because I sought out the information, and I did that because I was raised with the right resources. I had parents who taught me that knowledge was my right. I had teachers who encouraged my questions. I’ve had doctors who happily narrated every visit, checkup, and surgery. It should be that way for everyone.

And there’s more. It’s about more than physical health. It’s time we focus more on raising kids who have the tools to be their best selves in every way possible. That means supporting amazing things like The Trevor Project and It Gets Better.

Totally unconnected, right? I mean how do gay rights movements or teen sexuality support groups, or even suicide prevention movements relate to informed patients?

Here’s the thing. In my experience, and that of most of the doctors and medical students I talk to, patients aren’t informed because they’re intimidated. They hear a lot of doctor speak and don’t really understand what they’re hearing, but they don’t challenge. They don’t want to admit they don’t understand, or they don’t want to interrupt the doctor, or whatever. Although I hope patients do trust their doctors enough to feel that the doctors will make the best decisions even without patient input, patients should make it their business to know every detail. How else can they be sure they’re receiving the best treatment? Doctors are educated, skilled, specialized practitioners. They’re also just people.

Still don’t see how this links to movements like those I mentioned?

What creates the kind of patient who chooses to be informed? What separates me (who endlessly harasses ALL of my doctors with questions about why, how, what, when, where, who) from the average patient, who asks no questions and is dangerously unaware of their own medical history? (Yesterday a 3rd year med student told me she’d seen a patient who reported never having surgery. A physical exam revealed a massive scar running down his chest, which turned out to be from open heart surgery.)

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What makes the difference? Confidence. People who are indoctrinated from day one with the belief that they have rights. They have worth. They have responsibilities to themselves. Kids who believe that they are free to be their own beautiful selves, as flawed and broken as we all are, are kids who grow up convinced of their right to know, to make their own healthcare choices, to be informed and involved. I believe it’s a direct connection. If I had the resources, I’d study it to find out.

I want my own daughter to grow up truly believing that she can be whatever she wants to be. Gay, straight, doctor, bus driver, painter, engineer, astronaut, kindergarten teacher… what matters is that she grows up believing she has rights to her own health and happiness, and that she understands that everyone else deserves the same rights.

It’s bigger than wanting it only for yourself. It’s granting others the same right to know, thus producing doctors anxious to share the information with their patients in a respectful mutual dialogue. It’s believing that every person has the right to their best self, the healthiest version possible, both mentally and physically.

It is my sincere hope that one day soon I’ll be making a difference in this arena, giving young adults the opportunity to understand the world at their level. I’m more than open to suggestions about making that happen. I envision an outreach program that incorporates health and wellness experts and young people in interactive talks and presentations that make kids feel safe, supported, and understood.

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One or two…

One year

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Just this morning, thanks to a conversation with a fellow post-bac, I realized that what I thought would be a 2.5 year stint in this program could turn out to be only a 1.5 year stay. So now… I’m confused. I’m not sure what to do or who to believe about all of it.

I have a meeting next week with one of the deans of admission at the medical school here, so hopefully he’ll be able to help me sort it out to some degree…

Essentially it boils down to this: If I take only the essential classes, I will be done a year from today and will be able to apply for 2013 acceptance into medical school. If I stay and take the “extra” classes like biochemistry, developmental biology, and genetics, I won’t be finished until the following December, which would likely push my applications back to 2014.

Taking the extra classes would make me more competitive for medical school, and potentially A LOT more competitive depending on how my grades turn out. NOT taking the classes would get me on my way a lot sooner, which would be wonderful, and it would also save me a ton of money.

I’m going to look into the possibility of applying to med schools after I finish my critical classes, even if I decide to stay for more courses. That way, if I get in somewhere I’ll be set, and if I don’t I’ll already have classes underway to increase my competitiveness for the next round of applications.

So? More competitive (+more time +more money) or less time/money and counting on my already special status as a post-bacc for the extra application edge?

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Updates, Tests, and Fevers

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Well, I got my bio test back. Officially, before the curve and whatever other grade shifting may happen, I got a C. Since I got a D- on the last test and it ended up a B, I’m betting on a B for this one too and a high B for the class overall. Of course, there is some tiny chance I’ll blow the final away and squeak out an A, but I’ll happily settle for a B for my first semester at this level.

Calculus, on the other hand? I studied hard for that test, and I couldn’t figure out why nothing would stick in my head. I felt run down and out of sorts, but I just powered through. When I sat for the test, nothing made a lot of sense. I know I did pretty badly, although we won’t have grades back for a while. I’m hoping I can make it up on the final, but it turns out I was running a fever and had both a sinus infection AND strep while taking the test. So… at least I know why my brain refused to function properly. It won’t help my grade, but now I know I just need to really kill the final.

In vastly more fun news, I spent my four hour volunteer shift yesterday playing a Disney princess game on the Wii with a nine year old. It was awesome. THAT is what I love about volunteering in peds.

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3×3

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And… my bio test is DONE!

That’s three major tests done for the semester, with three left to go. One more bio, and two calculus.

So how did this bio test go? I won’t know for sure for at least a week (and probably more like two or three) but I can say already that I feel MUCH better coming out of this one than I did the last one. I felt better prepared, had more to offer, and thought the test was easier overall.

Just like last time, there was one big question that was worth a lot of points, and it was the one that tripped me up again. However, UNlike last time, I didn’t panic. With the last big question, I froze because I had nothing to offer for an answer. This time I at least had something to say. It wasn’t entirely correct (which I found out post-test after a quick note check) but at least I wrote something mostly correct and had a decent amount of information to offer. I definitely won’t get full credit on the question, but if I get even half credit I’ll have done MUCH better than last time.

So overall, I’ll assume that the overall curve in the class remains the same, which means that in the end I’ll expect a B on this test as well. Short of completely failing the final, I think that means I can count on a B in the class, which is… good enough.

I’m relaxing for the rest of the week, then starting early studying for my next calculus test on the 19th.

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A shocking confession

For a self-avowed lover of academics, a never-ending student, this is pretty shocking…

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I don’t know how to study.

No really, I have no idea how to study in any real way. I go to class, I take notes. I read the chapters that are assigned. Before a test, I reread chapters and my notes and hope for the best. Until this semester, that approach had always worked reasonably well for me. Now? Not so much.

Here I am, knee-deep in studying for another bio exam, and again I’ve waited too long. I’m more cramming than truly studying. I should have learned my lesson with the last test, but I let myself slide and now this test snuck up on me and I’m less than prepared.

It’s too late to make a difference for this semester, but moving forward I have a new game plan. At the end of every day, I will compile my notes from every class and add them to a specific study file by copying and pasting the key points. As I add each new day’s mastery points, I’ll re-read the old ones as well. Hopefully this will create a longterm knowledge base instead of a last minute, caffeine fueled panic.

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