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Well, my last term starts Monday. I just got back from a week of vacation in upstate South Carolina, again. We do love it there. I managed to wash and dry my cell phone (we thought the dryer was clumping kind of loud) and so no-one could call me. That actually was kind of nice. We took walks in the woods with the dogs, explored the area and discovered some new things. Generally relaxed and lollygagged (also gained a few pounds, oops). I took several school books with good intentions of doing some reading. Yea, right.

Now, I am home again, faced with the pile of books I meant to do some reading and studying in and the new term looms. I was good today, read a few chapters in my orthopedic book. Orthopedics is one of my weaker areas and I need to bone up a bit. It seems strange that there is only one more term, 15 more weeks. I am so not ready to go out there and BE a nurse practitioner. Emotionally scary, that. I suppose that is how all new grads feel when they go out there, so I will try not to perseverate about it.

My big concern this time is the SCHOLARLY PROJECT…..the dreaded thesis of yore. A classmate who is a term ahead of me stated she almost threw up when she read the syllabus and expectations of the scholarly project. Okay, I suppose that is good to know ahead of time. She did say to really work your ass off the first week to fill in the “matrix” and the rest would flow.  Now if I could just think of a good subject, which is a little hard to do if you don’t know the expectations. I have fiddled with the ideas of diabetic foot care, the shingles vaccine, medication compliance issues and fall prevention in the elderly. 

Last term I was still excited about getting the books and prepping my work space. This term is different, motivation seems to lower. The difference must be pretty much sheer exhaustion, mental and physical, and also the realization that, once this is done, I need to go out there and apply for jobs. Yuk, I hate applying for jobs. In the past, every time I thought I was getting a good one and the people seemed nice and all that, the job turned into a disease. The employer owned you for a salary, and always took advantage. I am too damn old for those games now. I hope that I can find a nice quiet little corner to do my thing, working with nice people who appreciate me. Is that too much to ask? Hopefully not. I work hard, I am honest, I care about how and what I do. Sending up prayers, God, that the right place will come up for me. Heaven knows I have worked hard enough to get to where I am educationally.

So, here we are, sitting at the desk. It is dusty, there are coffee rings on the surface. The books are stacked a little haphazardly. The pencils are not sharp. Piles of old clinical log sheets and papers take up half the space. The laptop is new, the old one fell off the sofa and died a spectacular death. I never saw such weird patterns on the display before…at least that was after I took my final. Do I feel like making it all pretty and tidy? Not this time. The piles of papers will have to go on the floor to make room for the new ones. I will push enough stuff aside to make space for the new stuff, and I will continue to plug away at all of this, including the “matrix”, until is done. 15 more weeks…

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I am assuming that uconn stands for University of Connecticut, also assuming it is the medical school. I have recently received several really nasty comments on my postings from email addresses with uconn.edu as the place they came from. I am choosing not to allow the comments as they contain words like “cowards” “phonies” and “losers” and other such names.

I am hoping that this is not the average med student’s mentality. God help us if it is…I would think the real loser is someone who stoops to petty name calling when speaking to people who are trying to do some good in this world by caring for and about others.

I would have hoped someone who is in medical school would be above kindergarten name calling. Unbefrickenlievable!

 

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One thing I have learned is that the presenting complaint is never what you think it is.

Foot pain: An elderly lady came in complaining of foot pain. She had told the nurse it was bothering her a lot and wanted to know what to do about it. On examination there appreared to be a crusty area between the last two toes of one of her feet. She points out “It was pretty swollen up for a while”. I try to gently clean away some of the crusty stuff and just see a little bit of a macerated area. I questioned her if she had a podiatrist as she was diabetic and she said she did.

 “He operated on that toe a while back, and the nurse came and dressed it and they took out the stitches last week”. Okay……..Well, I advised her if it was still sore she should check with the podiatrist. She agreed that was a good idea, she denied any other issues when I asked if there was anything else she wanted to talk about.

I left to give my report to my preceptor, the good doctor….he agreed the patient should return to the podiatrist to have it checked.

We go back in the room. “So,” he says, ” I hear you are having some trouble with your foot, but that you are going to get the podiatrist who operated on it to check it out.”

“That’s right”, she says, “But that’s not why I came in today, I wanted to talk about my cough.”

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