So now I get to reflect back on medical school. I would say it was not as bad as I thought it would be (or some people made it out to be). I think learning was a matter of handling volume. Frankly, differential equations are tough as shit (and I still don't understand them), but I never felt the same about basic sciences. My clinical years were relatively benign. I had a bad time in surgery, I think are non-surgeons do and I hated the hours of OB/GYN, but overall I made it through relatively. And there was the horrible psych resident, but again it was only 3 weeks and I think I'm stronger for it. I've learned (thanks to my father) that one will always encounter difficult people who will never like you. The trick is stop trying to appease them and learn to by diplomatic while getting your work done. I would it was good advice. Seems odd being done, but I'm not sure if I feel any more knowledgeable from the say I started. Maybe I know more things about medicine, but I still don't think I would be able to take care of a patient. Seems scary since this will be asked of me starting in July. The keys will be accepting my ignorance, focusing on learning, and turning to others for help.
The other tough part was learning that I have very limited marketable skills. I'm applying for the same jobs I did before medical school. I have no certifications, so I can't do any nursing duties. I can't even be a medical assistant. I could possibly do front office work, but I'm not looking for a full-time job. So in the end, it's back to tutoring positions.
So major steps are occupying my time for the next six months, planning on vacation out of the country, finding out where I'll be headed in July, and starting my medical career.
