#medlbr

[snowandstarlight]

happy match day!!! wherever you end up, whether it's your number 1 or the bottom of your list, you are going to be a doctor

make sure to celebrate, take some time for yourself, and stock up on sleep

[ontrackmind]

[funnydoc]

Some of the triosmies and symptoms! 

[ermedicine]

First

I sat on a coffee table as I told them their loved one had died. 

I have been involved in some degree in numerous resuscitations and cardiac arrests throughout my time in healthcare. From a scribe through most of my time as a medical student, my experience in these situations has always felt safe and withdrawn. I was never responsible for their care, hardly if ever doing CPR, and I never notified the family. Looking back, I think that is what made the process a little bit more cut and dry. I was never the person comforting a family member, and I never was the person to notify a someone about their family.

This time was different.

For my last semester, I have been rotating at the hospital where I used to scribe. The responsibility I have been given in the ED at this hospital is tremendous; it is very rewarding to feel that kind of trust. In just over a month, I am going to graduate medical school, and my attendings have made it their mission to make me feel prepared for residency. As we stepped into the resus section of our emergency department to await the arrival of an EMS patient in cardiac arrest, my attending decided that they wanted me to run the room. They parked themselves in the corner and told me they would be there if I needed them. 

Despite the adrenaline surging through me, I remember it in its entirety. I remember the look of frustration on all of our faces as EMS brought the patient into the room receiving compressions through a hands free device as gastric contents bubbled out of their endotracheal tube. I remember the paramedic giving report. I remember asking for another round of epi as I began to re-intubate them, and remove the tube EMS placed in their esophagus. I remember the look all of us shared a few minutes later knowing that the patient’s prolonged downtime and co-morbidities made the chance of recovery abysmal. I looked towards my attending, and almost as if we were thinking the same thing, he moved forwards towards the bed and we all stopped.

I remember al of that, but it still felt safe and disconnected.

I sat on a coffee table as I told them their loved one had died. As I spoke, I saw their expressions shift from concern, to confusion, and finally to grief. It was not until that moment that I had ever really felt the sadness and grief of a family. The truth that my words carried in that moment changed that family’s life forever. I tried to be as compassionate as I could.

 In medical school, I have felt more responsibility with each year of training I complete. It has always felt rather abstract and protected, maybe by the length of my white coat or the lack of letters behind my name. Walking out of our consultation room, I finally felt the weight of my profession. For the fist time, it was real. This is it. 

[dophdintraining]

Me: "I'm going to be productive today"

Also me:

[fightostudy]

DOALS: A book a month challenge

I’ll be honest and say I’ve read few books since graduating high school. I used to be the kid in the library stacking on book after book, reading at least a book day (back in primary school), then in uni, somehow I found myself using the excuse ‘I have no time to read’. I know the truth is that I’ll never have enough time to do anythning, it’s all about priorities. 

And I found myself asking - what do I want out of life? I want to learn. I have read a few books since graduation, and those have grown me and I have learnt so much from them. So amongst my study, my extracurricular, my hobbies and my social life, I decide to take up reading again. It is to further spark my passion for learning, but in addition to that, it is to signify that I recognise that in order to get what I want in life, I must prioritise the things that will get me there. What I want in life is to be passionate, to continue to learn and grow and to challenge myself. A book a month is not hard - it is a matter of committing, prioritising, and remembering what is important to me. 

Book for May: Nausea by Jean-Paul Satre

If anyone wants to join, you’re more than welcome!! Reblog and add your book for May :)

[biomedicool]

A patch implanted at the back of the eye has improved or stabilised sight in four people with severe age-related macular degeneration. The treatment enabled one 69-year-old woman to read 24 letters on a standard eye chart, when she could previously manage only seven.

The patch is made of eye cells made from human embryonic stem cells, and it has been designed for treating the “dry” form of macular degeneration, which accounts for 90 per cent of all cases, and affects 1.7 million people in the US.

[supermedstudent]

My friends: wanna hang out today?

Me: i have to study, sorry.

Me, instead: *opens tumblr and get stuck in there for 5 hours in a row*