The trials (only! - tribulation-free since 2011) of a medical student, often in poorly-drawn art form. The 'student doctor' crowd may be able to commiserate; I expect the rest to gain some insight into why the kid in the short white jacket who is 'not quite their doctor' looks so tired.
Updates for Monday and Friday, as possible.
Sunday, July 17, 2011
The Cold Calculus
I'm not particularly afraid of pimp questions. Sometimes I get them right; that makes me feel good. Sometimes I get them wrong; that makes me feel nothing. I would probably learn more if I had fear to drive in the lessons, but what can you do?
In any case, I've noticed a pattern. The attending generally starts off with the assumption that you're an idiot, and then you gradually work your way up until you start missing questions. Then there's a compensatory drop in difficulty, which I feel may sometimes be an overcompensation. Your mileage may vary.
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