This is my experience of attending physician assistant school, graduating and working as a PA-C. Mostly. I'll talk about the daily grind too - hopefully some of it will be interesting. Post a comment, please. Even if it is just to say hi or to ask a question. I am a busy PA-C, so I may not respond promptly, but I will eventually. This blog is as much for me as it is for you. Or is that the other way around?
Monday, December 1, 2008
One final down, 8 more to go
The written final for history & physical is in the books. I got a B, which will almost absolutely cement a B for me in the class, barring any disaster in the practical portion of the final coming up. I currently have a B going into the final for clinical medicine and A's in my other classes. I am contemplating whether I should work my butt off to keep my A's or take a more philosophical approach and embrace a few more B's. I was listening to Car Talk on NPR this past weekend and the brothers were giving advice to a young lady who has been experiencing a great deal pressure to achieve A's in all of her classes (I still don't know the connection to cars however). They both told her that B's were perfect as they represented a good grasp of the subject while allowing her to take time from her studies to enjoy life. A's, they told her, were simply not worth the effort because obtaining one in any given class forces her to sacrifice too much in terms of experiencing and enjoying life. I prefer to keep my A's if at all possible, but as we near the end of a very intense and demanding semester, I also feel my ability and desire to focus wane. I am over it. As far as I am concerned, the semester is all but over. The question is, can I wring out two more weeks of intense, sometimes maddening studying to maintain my hard earned A's. Oh, did I mention my wife is leaving town the week of finals (optional overseas business travel) and invited her parents to come over (just 500 miles or so) and take care of my son while I take my finals? They can and will handle most issues smoothly, but should any problem or complication arise, I will have to drop everything to take care of it.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Some Tool(s) stole my tools
I realize it is my fault. I cannot expect that, given the overwhelming temptation that is my cluttered garage, someone could not pass up the opportunity to steal from me. I somehow left the garage door open last night - apparently an open invitation to take whatever the hell you please. Well they did, to the tune of an air compressor, drill, tools and my wife's snowboard. Well at least they were clumsy and knocked over a bunch of stuff, made a racket and ran off scared with more than a grand worth of stuff. They would have taken more if they could have. ASSHOLE(S)! Sorry, not you. I was talking the Tool(s) who stole my tools.
Friday, November 28, 2008
End of first semester nearing
Wow. Well I wish I could say time has really flown by this semester but it hasn't. A few weeks fro the end of the first semester and I feel as though it will never come. It's not like school has been hellish or anything like that. I am just tired of studying and having at least one test every week. There has been no time to catch my breath from the endless onslaught that is PA school. Most of my finals are not cumulative, but my Clinical Medicine class and my anatomy class are. These classes are abundant in small detail. I do not look forward to these finals. The other classes may not be too bad, however my History and Physical class leaves much to be desired. The instructor appears to be lazy, although I can't assign an exact character trait to his apathetic approach to class. I am disappointed that such an important class is teaching us so little. I have to study for finals now. I am not sure how likely it is that I will get around to it today though.
Thanksgiving went fairly well yesterday. My family drove up (My Mom and Dad and nieces - my sister was sick and my brother-in-law was on call) and my wife cooked a fine meal. Both my parents were on pain medicine, as usual, and were slightly goofy. Addiction runs in my family but appears to have left me and my sister alone for now. Hopefully all that crap can be left behind and me and my sis can live our lives without having that monkey on our backs.
Does anyone think Comcast sucks? I just lost another hour of my life explaining to them that we get poor service, if our cable, internet and phone works at all, and that I wanted a credit to our bill. They wouldn't do it but agreed to send out a technician again (10 in 2 years) to try to fix the problem. The real problem is that their techs don't know what the fuck they are doing or don't have the authority to fix the real problem. I am NOT thankful for Comcast.
Thanksgiving went fairly well yesterday. My family drove up (My Mom and Dad and nieces - my sister was sick and my brother-in-law was on call) and my wife cooked a fine meal. Both my parents were on pain medicine, as usual, and were slightly goofy. Addiction runs in my family but appears to have left me and my sister alone for now. Hopefully all that crap can be left behind and me and my sis can live our lives without having that monkey on our backs.
Does anyone think Comcast sucks? I just lost another hour of my life explaining to them that we get poor service, if our cable, internet and phone works at all, and that I wanted a credit to our bill. They wouldn't do it but agreed to send out a technician again (10 in 2 years) to try to fix the problem. The real problem is that their techs don't know what the fuck they are doing or don't have the authority to fix the real problem. I am NOT thankful for Comcast.
Thursday, November 6, 2008
The first semester is almost over.
Wow. I can't believe I have made it this far with so little hassle. What I mean is that while my classes were tough, I haven't failed a single test. In fact I have 5 A's and 2 B's. I had to hard to get these grades, but I didn't have to sacrifice every spare minute of free time to study. Now that I am in the swing of things I can actually spend a fair amount of time with my son. I'd much rather get B's and be able to play with my son and put him to bed, than get all A's and miss seeing my son grow up. On a similar note, my boy loves his dad again and he actually wants to spend time with me. My wife is still adjusting to taking on the added load of all this entails. She is excited for me, and for us, but has way too much going on to go unaffected by my frequent absence from the home.
Overall, things are tough, time consuming, stressful and a lot of work. But I really do feel that it is 100% worth it. Next semester I have phamacology, pathophys, several clinical classes as well as hands on patient contact. It won't be getting any easier, but I am OK with that.
Overall, things are tough, time consuming, stressful and a lot of work. But I really do feel that it is 100% worth it. Next semester I have phamacology, pathophys, several clinical classes as well as hands on patient contact. It won't be getting any easier, but I am OK with that.
Monday, September 29, 2008
I am glad I have my loan
Well, I have my loan for this year. Who the heck knows if there will be any money to loan for next year. Hopefully the economy will come around by then, but I am under no illusion that that is a certainty. My wife just told me that the only stock no to lose value was Campbell's soup. Her comment was that most people will only be able to afford soup soon which is why the value went up. A 778 point hit is just amazing to me. I think wall street caused this problem and it pisses me off that tax payers are expected to bail them out. I also understand that in the absence of a bail-out there will be resolution to the crisis. I just hope that when the bail-out does roll out there is no financial boost to the blue shirt-white collar types. e.g. f-um if they have more than one house or more money in their cars than I do in my house.
School is going fine. My grades are good, although I am no longer ahead in my reading. I'd like to get ahead again, but find that as each big exam comes up, my focus shifts to doing well (passing) and my other subjects get less attention. My son loves me again as I have also eschewed studying for spending time with him. I think my wife admires my work ethic and ability to do well in school, but her own work issues create a great deal of stress for her and, by the rule that brown rolls down, me.
Is there a socially acceptable 'male' analog to the wheeled book bag used by some female students with heavy books. I am looking to attach a milk crate to a skateboard, tethered with a long chain that I can use to cart around the shit-ton load of books I need on any given day.
School is going fine. My grades are good, although I am no longer ahead in my reading. I'd like to get ahead again, but find that as each big exam comes up, my focus shifts to doing well (passing) and my other subjects get less attention. My son loves me again as I have also eschewed studying for spending time with him. I think my wife admires my work ethic and ability to do well in school, but her own work issues create a great deal of stress for her and, by the rule that brown rolls down, me.
Is there a socially acceptable 'male' analog to the wheeled book bag used by some female students with heavy books. I am looking to attach a milk crate to a skateboard, tethered with a long chain that I can use to cart around the shit-ton load of books I need on any given day.
Saturday, September 20, 2008
THUD.
So classes are in full swing and I find myself completely stressed out. My gut is in a knot, my chest is tight and I get headaches. Classes aren't hard but the volume is difficult to manage. I am doing fine in my classes but I have never felt so much pressure to succeed in my life. Every one and their mother knows what I am doing so there is no place to hide in the event this doesn't work out. The fact that neither my wife nor my son has adjusted well to me going to school makes things very difficult. My wife was already stressed out with her job so her threshold for stress is lower than a snake's belly. My son doesn't want much to do with me now and prefers his Mom for everything. He's also about as mean as a toddler can be about about it. My wife on the other hand has not made a single day easy for me either. On top of all this my school is run like a Soviet bureaucracy. My program is OK. Disorganized, but otherwise OK. The school itself is maddeningly idiotic in the way it is run. If this were a true, market driven business, it would likely go the way of our investment banks. Oh, crap. That's a bad analogy considering this is a state school owned by the tax payers. If my school were a true business, it would go bankrupt like any other poorly run business that is not a US car manufacturer or investment bank. CEOs and politicians have at least one thing in common. They work for themselves and their "buddies" rather than their employees and constituents.
So classes are in full swing and I find myself completely stressed out. My gut is in a knot, my chest is tight and I get headaches. Classes aren't hard but the volume is difficult to manage. I am doing fine in my classes but I have never felt so much pressure to succeed in my life. Every one and their mother knows what I am doing so there is no place to hide in the event this doesn't work out. The fact that neither my wife nor my son has adjusted well to me going to school makes things very difficult. My wife was already stressed out with her job so her threshold for stress is lower than a snake's belly. My son doesn't want much to do with me now and prefers his Mom for everything. He's also about as mean as a toddler can be about about it. My wife on the other hand has not made a single day easy for me either. On top of all this my school is run like a Soviet bureaucracy. My program is OK. Disorganized, but otherwise OK. The school itself is maddeningly idiotic in the way it is run. If this were a true, market driven business, it would likely go the way of our investment banks. Oh, crap. That's a bad analogy considering this is a state school owned by the tax payers. If my school were a true business, it would go bankrupt like any other poorly run business that is not a US car manufacturer or investment bank. CEOs and politicians have at least one thing in common. They work for themselves and their "buddies" rather than their employees and constituents.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
School is underway.
I am waiting for the other shoe to drop. They have been easy on us so far and I don't relish the hard times to come. My classmates are a good bunch and are very diverse, in terms of experience. Most are Caucasian and none are African-American, unfortunately.
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