Today I leave for Italia at 5PM. I shall return July 16th.
I hope you all enjoy the next three weeks as much as I will. Maybe I'll get to post while there.
PEACE!
Monday, May 28, 2007
Friday, May 25, 2007
Who Knew That Pandas Could Lurk
It all makes sense why I was actually getting comments, because Dr. Panda wrote an entry for me. I'd like to give him a big thanks because I really value his very objective - albeit sometimes brutally honest - opinions.
And to anyone who was tricked by him to check out the site, WELCOME!
To sum myself up for new reader:
- wants to be a doctor way too bad
- doesn't have the GPA for it
- probably doesn't have the MCAT for it either, but it's yet to be seen officially (Coming June 16)
- is now considering a career as a Physician Assistant
- Oh, and I watch too much TV and too many movies
And to anyone who was tricked by him to check out the site, WELCOME!
To sum myself up for new reader:
- wants to be a doctor way too bad
- doesn't have the GPA for it
- probably doesn't have the MCAT for it either, but it's yet to be seen officially (Coming June 16)
- is now considering a career as a Physician Assistant
- Oh, and I watch too much TV and too many movies
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
What's going on around here?!?!?!
Tonight I opened my application for PA schools on CASPA. What is going on?!?
I don't even know how this is happening. It's so unlike me. I've been planning on medical school for so long and now I just opened a PA application file like it's nothing. Am I really just saying "YAY PA school!!!" this easily? I don't know if I like that or not.
Part of me feels like PA is such a smarter, more practical move. Practice faster, more flexibility, less stress, fine pay (especially if I'm a surgical PA), move around specialties, fewer worries about malpractice and such.
But another part of me feels defeated, or like I'm quitting. But when I look at how hard I've been working and what it has been yielding I don't know if I can handle another 4 years of that. Granted the last 2 years of med school aren't class, but you know what I mean. And then there is the miserable, miserable thing called residency. And what is it all for?
Almost all of the clinical experience I've had has been with PAs, so isn't that what I've been enjoying? And every doctor I've worked with has been miserable and told me DO NOT GO INTO MEDICINE!!! Whereas, every PA I've met loves their work and is happy and friendly.
I worry that as a PA I will never get to see any interesting cases, but is that true? I understand that the majority of the cases I personally handle will be routine work in that specialty, but that doesn't mean I won't be exposed to the interesting cases. (double negative?) It's not like the doctor would be like "Ummm, hell no you can't even look at this patients chart you're just a PA." I'm suppose to assist him even with the interesting patients. My ability to learn isn't limited because I'm a PA. I can become just as intelligent and well informed as a physician with time, just people won't respect my judgments as much. But this is for me, not others.
Even if I did go PA that doesn't mean I can't go to medical school later. If anything, this is a good way to really get into the health care field and see if medical school is really worth it. Also if I got tired of the whole medicine thing I would probably be a decent MHA candidate, right?
I think the thing that bothers me the most is that I feel this is typical of me. I get really excited about something and go so overboard preparing for it just to either fail, or realize that I'm acting like an idiot. (i.e. Starting a blog called The Future Dr. House) My parents were not exactly supportive of the whole venture. I mean they never told me not to pursue it, but at the same time I feel like they were always pointing out the negatives. I feel I would be proving them right at my expense. Errrr, but that's not really their agenda, I hope.
Then there are my friends. Today I was hanging out with all of them and I wanted to tell them that I'm thinking about changing my career goals, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I'm so tired of explaining what a DO was that I couldn't even imagine explaining what a PA was. I think they had some prejudices against a DO because it wasn't an MD, and I didn't want to lose face by explaining that I wouldn't be my own boss. I may not even tell them my plans until I actually act on some of them.
Most of my friends are going into the business world. One has an internship with an investment banking firm, one with a business law firm, one as an accountant, one with ESPN Radio, and another with a commodities investor who's also going to get a job with next year. I feel like being a PA wouldn't quite rank up there with them. Granted, I would still have a masters degree, which I don't think most will achieve, but... I don't know. I guess I wanted to prove myself to them with a medical degree. I'm not even that concerned with the money aspect because if any of them ever compared me to them I would drop them so fast...so fast... well, i've got nothing, but it would be fast!
I hope no one gets offended by this entry. I'm not trying to downplay the PA profession. I have great respect for PA and hope that I can become as competent as the one's I've shadowed. You just have to understand that it's not what I've dreamed of and my friends and family wouldn't have the appreciation that they should for the profession.
This is ridiculous. Why am I even worried about my friends? What do they care what I do with my life? I don't have to prove anything to them. I think I could really really really enjoy being a PA. In fact, I get excited at the idea of it. The same way I use to be excited about being a physician, just without the hesitation.
So, if all goes according to plan I'll probably end up going to PA school, which includes getting a 20 on the MCAT. This could be a good thing cause to be honest I didn't want to start my life in my late 20's.
Time to think up a new blog.
I don't even know how this is happening. It's so unlike me. I've been planning on medical school for so long and now I just opened a PA application file like it's nothing. Am I really just saying "YAY PA school!!!" this easily? I don't know if I like that or not.
Part of me feels like PA is such a smarter, more practical move. Practice faster, more flexibility, less stress, fine pay (especially if I'm a surgical PA), move around specialties, fewer worries about malpractice and such.
But another part of me feels defeated, or like I'm quitting. But when I look at how hard I've been working and what it has been yielding I don't know if I can handle another 4 years of that. Granted the last 2 years of med school aren't class, but you know what I mean. And then there is the miserable, miserable thing called residency. And what is it all for?
Almost all of the clinical experience I've had has been with PAs, so isn't that what I've been enjoying? And every doctor I've worked with has been miserable and told me DO NOT GO INTO MEDICINE!!! Whereas, every PA I've met loves their work and is happy and friendly.
I worry that as a PA I will never get to see any interesting cases, but is that true? I understand that the majority of the cases I personally handle will be routine work in that specialty, but that doesn't mean I won't be exposed to the interesting cases. (double negative?) It's not like the doctor would be like "Ummm, hell no you can't even look at this patients chart you're just a PA." I'm suppose to assist him even with the interesting patients. My ability to learn isn't limited because I'm a PA. I can become just as intelligent and well informed as a physician with time, just people won't respect my judgments as much. But this is for me, not others.
Even if I did go PA that doesn't mean I can't go to medical school later. If anything, this is a good way to really get into the health care field and see if medical school is really worth it. Also if I got tired of the whole medicine thing I would probably be a decent MHA candidate, right?
I think the thing that bothers me the most is that I feel this is typical of me. I get really excited about something and go so overboard preparing for it just to either fail, or realize that I'm acting like an idiot. (i.e. Starting a blog called The Future Dr. House) My parents were not exactly supportive of the whole venture. I mean they never told me not to pursue it, but at the same time I feel like they were always pointing out the negatives. I feel I would be proving them right at my expense. Errrr, but that's not really their agenda, I hope.
Then there are my friends. Today I was hanging out with all of them and I wanted to tell them that I'm thinking about changing my career goals, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I'm so tired of explaining what a DO was that I couldn't even imagine explaining what a PA was. I think they had some prejudices against a DO because it wasn't an MD, and I didn't want to lose face by explaining that I wouldn't be my own boss. I may not even tell them my plans until I actually act on some of them.
Most of my friends are going into the business world. One has an internship with an investment banking firm, one with a business law firm, one as an accountant, one with ESPN Radio, and another with a commodities investor who's also going to get a job with next year. I feel like being a PA wouldn't quite rank up there with them. Granted, I would still have a masters degree, which I don't think most will achieve, but... I don't know. I guess I wanted to prove myself to them with a medical degree. I'm not even that concerned with the money aspect because if any of them ever compared me to them I would drop them so fast...so fast... well, i've got nothing, but it would be fast!
I hope no one gets offended by this entry. I'm not trying to downplay the PA profession. I have great respect for PA and hope that I can become as competent as the one's I've shadowed. You just have to understand that it's not what I've dreamed of and my friends and family wouldn't have the appreciation that they should for the profession.
This is ridiculous. Why am I even worried about my friends? What do they care what I do with my life? I don't have to prove anything to them. I think I could really really really enjoy being a PA. In fact, I get excited at the idea of it. The same way I use to be excited about being a physician, just without the hesitation.
So, if all goes according to plan I'll probably end up going to PA school, which includes getting a 20 on the MCAT. This could be a good thing cause to be honest I didn't want to start my life in my late 20's.
Time to think up a new blog.
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
Monday, May 21, 2007
PSA: Favors
This is just a general public service announcement to share with people the etiquette of doing favors, which may or may not have been sparked by current events.
If you buy someone a drink and then refuse their money when said person tries to pay you back, then you are NOT allowed to later use that as a guilt trip to have that person travel out of their way to buy you Wendy's.
If you are the cause of someone constantly going out of the way to pick you up to go places (like everday of multiple multi-week trips, including during massive blizzards) and that person one day asks you to provide them with a 7 AM emergency wake up call for the
MOST IMPORTANT TEST OF THEIR LIFE (!!!), which will take you all of 30 seconds to do and then allow you to go back to sleep, then do it.
If you refuse a person said wake up call, and do cause this person to go out of their way for you as previsouly mentioned, DO NOT bitch about how this person wouldn't go OUT OF THEIR WAY to pick you up food just because you didn't like what your host was serving you. Doing so may result in the loss of many, many, many future favors done by said person for you.
If you buy someone a drink and then refuse their money when said person tries to pay you back, then you are NOT allowed to later use that as a guilt trip to have that person travel out of their way to buy you Wendy's.
If you are the cause of someone constantly going out of the way to pick you up to go places (like everday of multiple multi-week trips, including during massive blizzards) and that person one day asks you to provide them with a 7 AM emergency wake up call for the
MOST IMPORTANT TEST OF THEIR LIFE (!!!), which will take you all of 30 seconds to do and then allow you to go back to sleep, then do it.
If you refuse a person said wake up call, and do cause this person to go out of their way for you as previsouly mentioned, DO NOT bitch about how this person wouldn't go OUT OF THEIR WAY to pick you up food just because you didn't like what your host was serving you. Doing so may result in the loss of many, many, many future favors done by said person for you.
Thursday, May 17, 2007
Mets and MCATs
When it's really hot outside I do really strange things in my sleep. In terms Psych. of Sleep I seem to be aroused (not like that!) while in the middle of REM sleep. So when I wake up I can't tell the difference between the brain activity of REM sleep and the brain activity of reality.
The night before my MCAT I had one of these episodes. It couldn't have been more opportune timing. First let me share a past episode that shows exactly what I'm talking about.
It's my second year of college and I'm sleeping during a particularly hot night. In my dream I'm back in freshman year of college during orientation. At freshman orientation (the real one) we were given things called "passports." You would bring your passports to different activities and get it stamped. If you had enough stamps then you could submit your passport for a prize of some sort. So in the dream I didn't have a passport and needed to print one out. At that point something woke me up, which I suspect to be the heat of the night. (that sounded dirty..) I got out of bed and walked over to my roommate's desk where he was on his computer. I then started tapping his printer telling him to "print it out, com'on print it out." He looked at me wondering what the fuck I was talking about, and rightfully so. I went on insisting that he needed to print out the passport now. He continued telling me that he has no idea what I was talking about. I then went over to my bed and sat down trying to figure out what was going on. One half of my mind was like ummm Dr. Wannabe, that was a dream. Another half was like no, that was real, I really need to print this out. This internal struggle went on for about 20 minutes, no joke. I then begrudgingly accepted the fact that there was no passport to print out. It was one of my more embarrassing moments.
Now back to the dream I had before taking the MCAT.
I'm in the car on my way to the testing center where my MCAT is held and who's in the car with me? None other the New York Met pitchers Tom Glavine and John Maine. So we're driving and we come to an intersection that I had specifically made a mental note of earlier in the day (real life). I go to cross the intersection, but not it's not that simple. This part is a little hazy, but evidently my crossing the intersection was contingent on John and Tom throwing specific pitches in a specific time interval. Needless to say they couldn't do it. My brain just wouldn't allow it to be that easy. I'm then left sitting in the car waiting for them to do it and they can't. At this point I'm panicking about getting to my test on time. I then enter this weird vortex of thought where I'm trying to figure out how they can get these pitches thrown at the exact moment they're suppose to and this is the part where I wake up. At this point I'm flipping out. I don't understand what's the matter but I know that it has to do with me not knowing baseball well enough to take the MCAT. I'm soooooo strange. Again half of my brain was like that was a dream, it's not real. The other half keep panicking about baseball and the MCAT. It's a very weird feeling when your brain is thinking two different things at the same time. I tried to go back to sleep but I couldn't stop thinking about baseball. The only thing I could think of doing was just getting out of bed and fully waking up. So I went on my computer for about an hour until my braing fully "restarted."
Yeah, I didn't get much sleep that night.
Oh, you want to know how the test went? Well I actually wasn't tired at all, but I sucked it up big time anyway. There were two biological science section passages that I just could not wrap my head around. One had to do with the reptilian renal system (I've never even learned about the mammalian renal system) and the other had to do with some specific protein synthesis and an experiment to see how you could inhibit it, but a certain mRNA was found to replicate DNA incorrectly or something.... I don't know.
What really sucked is that I think I did much better in Physical Science than normal and it'll mean nothing. The verbal passages weren't that hard, but there were a couple of tricky questions.
In about a month's time I'll have my results. A friend of mine just got her results today and it wasn't pretty. I feel really terrible for her because she has like a 3.85 GPA and she was convinced that this was going to happen. I haven't spoken to her since her text message ended with "don't anyone call me" and she hasn't been online, which is irregular. I don't know when she plans on taking them again or if she'll wait to apply next year. I hope she just takes them again and applies this year cause I know she's quite capable of getting a competitive score and she's worked too hard to deal with this stress. As for me... if I get a 23-24 then I'm only applying to one specific school; 25+ I'm applying to all the schools my heart desires. Lower than 23 and I don't know what I'll do, but I have a feeling that's going to be the case.
Screw it all. I'm going to Italy in 11 days and I'm not going to allow this to plague my mind.
The night before my MCAT I had one of these episodes. It couldn't have been more opportune timing. First let me share a past episode that shows exactly what I'm talking about.
It's my second year of college and I'm sleeping during a particularly hot night. In my dream I'm back in freshman year of college during orientation. At freshman orientation (the real one) we were given things called "passports." You would bring your passports to different activities and get it stamped. If you had enough stamps then you could submit your passport for a prize of some sort. So in the dream I didn't have a passport and needed to print one out. At that point something woke me up, which I suspect to be the heat of the night. (that sounded dirty..) I got out of bed and walked over to my roommate's desk where he was on his computer. I then started tapping his printer telling him to "print it out, com'on print it out." He looked at me wondering what the fuck I was talking about, and rightfully so. I went on insisting that he needed to print out the passport now. He continued telling me that he has no idea what I was talking about. I then went over to my bed and sat down trying to figure out what was going on. One half of my mind was like ummm Dr. Wannabe, that was a dream. Another half was like no, that was real, I really need to print this out. This internal struggle went on for about 20 minutes, no joke. I then begrudgingly accepted the fact that there was no passport to print out. It was one of my more embarrassing moments.
Now back to the dream I had before taking the MCAT.
I'm in the car on my way to the testing center where my MCAT is held and who's in the car with me? None other the New York Met pitchers Tom Glavine and John Maine. So we're driving and we come to an intersection that I had specifically made a mental note of earlier in the day (real life). I go to cross the intersection, but not it's not that simple. This part is a little hazy, but evidently my crossing the intersection was contingent on John and Tom throwing specific pitches in a specific time interval. Needless to say they couldn't do it. My brain just wouldn't allow it to be that easy. I'm then left sitting in the car waiting for them to do it and they can't. At this point I'm panicking about getting to my test on time. I then enter this weird vortex of thought where I'm trying to figure out how they can get these pitches thrown at the exact moment they're suppose to and this is the part where I wake up. At this point I'm flipping out. I don't understand what's the matter but I know that it has to do with me not knowing baseball well enough to take the MCAT. I'm soooooo strange. Again half of my brain was like that was a dream, it's not real. The other half keep panicking about baseball and the MCAT. It's a very weird feeling when your brain is thinking two different things at the same time. I tried to go back to sleep but I couldn't stop thinking about baseball. The only thing I could think of doing was just getting out of bed and fully waking up. So I went on my computer for about an hour until my braing fully "restarted."
Yeah, I didn't get much sleep that night.
Oh, you want to know how the test went? Well I actually wasn't tired at all, but I sucked it up big time anyway. There were two biological science section passages that I just could not wrap my head around. One had to do with the reptilian renal system (I've never even learned about the mammalian renal system) and the other had to do with some specific protein synthesis and an experiment to see how you could inhibit it, but a certain mRNA was found to replicate DNA incorrectly or something.... I don't know.
What really sucked is that I think I did much better in Physical Science than normal and it'll mean nothing. The verbal passages weren't that hard, but there were a couple of tricky questions.
In about a month's time I'll have my results. A friend of mine just got her results today and it wasn't pretty. I feel really terrible for her because she has like a 3.85 GPA and she was convinced that this was going to happen. I haven't spoken to her since her text message ended with "don't anyone call me" and she hasn't been online, which is irregular. I don't know when she plans on taking them again or if she'll wait to apply next year. I hope she just takes them again and applies this year cause I know she's quite capable of getting a competitive score and she's worked too hard to deal with this stress. As for me... if I get a 23-24 then I'm only applying to one specific school; 25+ I'm applying to all the schools my heart desires. Lower than 23 and I don't know what I'll do, but I have a feeling that's going to be the case.
Screw it all. I'm going to Italy in 11 days and I'm not going to allow this to plague my mind.
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
Monday, May 14, 2007
Wow, I just got an A in Physics II. I didn't see that coming by a long shot. I wish I hadn't been so stupid to take Physics I last summer where I got a C+. My adviser told me to explain that grade in my personal statement, which they might actually acknowledge since I just got an A. But my Organic grade is just going to bring my GPA back to where it was if I get a C. Ugh... I hate school. But those classes are over thank God!
My mom told me not to take any more practice tests, especially not tomorrow. I think I'm going to take one more today. It's really just to help me figure out how to focus on the test and how to come up with answers. Or something... I definitely feel more use to taking them since I've been taking 2 a day for the past couple of days. My friend thinks I over did it taking that many a day and that the grades won't be that reflective. I hope she's right.
My mom told me not to take any more practice tests, especially not tomorrow. I think I'm going to take one more today. It's really just to help me figure out how to focus on the test and how to come up with answers. Or something... I definitely feel more use to taking them since I've been taking 2 a day for the past couple of days. My friend thinks I over did it taking that many a day and that the grades won't be that reflective. I hope she's right.
Saturday, May 12, 2007
All Alone
Finals Week is over, but I'm still at school.
Why?
Because I have the MCAT on Wednesday. Le Gasp!
Why?
Because I have the MCAT on Wednesday. Le Gasp!
Thursday, May 03, 2007
MP Could Take JT Any Day
With the infinite amount of time I have to waste on You Tube I've made a startling discovery that could shake the very foundation that you base your life on.
As we all know Justin Timberlake thinks he is the coolest, slickest, suavest person on the face of the Earth. And unfortunately, up until this day we've had no proof to discredit him. But my friends (THAT NEVER COMMENT!!!) I have found the evidence needed to prove that this coolness does not originate from JT, but from a much more unlikely, yet more beloved source; none other than MARY POPPINS!!!
Check out Justin's moves around 3:40 (when the timer is counting backwards - which it should)
Now, look for some similarities with Mary breaking out the moves around 5:20 (same as above)
Justin, YOU JUST GOT SERVED 17 YEARS BEFORE YOU WERE BORN!
As we all know Justin Timberlake thinks he is the coolest, slickest, suavest person on the face of the Earth. And unfortunately, up until this day we've had no proof to discredit him. But my friends (THAT NEVER COMMENT!!!) I have found the evidence needed to prove that this coolness does not originate from JT, but from a much more unlikely, yet more beloved source; none other than MARY POPPINS!!!
Check out Justin's moves around 3:40 (when the timer is counting backwards - which it should)
Now, look for some similarities with Mary breaking out the moves around 5:20 (same as above)
Justin, YOU JUST GOT SERVED 17 YEARS BEFORE YOU WERE BORN!
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