So I took a morning stroll today to CVS. It was a nice, brisk morning, not too hot and not too cold…it was pretty chill. It was also a very slow morning. Winston-Salem is the kind of city that has traffic lights on every corner because it wants to act like it's poppin'…thing is, I saw like three cars on the road this morning. And it was 11 AM. But anyway, the walk to CVS and back gave me time to do some reflection and goal-setting while appreciating my surroundings. It reminded me of when I used to take walks to Sunset down in Miami, minus the drowning in my own sweat under Miami's unforgivable sun.

I actually don't have a good reason as to why I wrote that. I just figured I'd tell y'all I had a nice walk this morning. You tend to walk a lot when you don't have a car…you'd be surprised at how far your two legs can take you.

In other news…

I've been dealing with Anatomy for seven weeks now. It's not getting any easier, but it's not getting much harder either. It's just a steady monsoon of information thrown at us every day…it's actually starting to get old. Learning about the body is cool and all but I'm starting to get tired of these lectures and labs. It's just the same thing every day, go to lecture, go to lab, fall behind all week and catch up on the weekends. I don't hate anatomy or anything, I actually like dissecting in anatomy lab. Maybe it's not actually anatomy I'm getting tired of…maybe it's just this repetitive cycle of doing the same damn thing over and over again that's wearing me down. Maybe it's also the fact that I haven't left this area since moving down here in July. I'm used to being up and about, but I haven't done much of that since I've been here because Uber and my two legs can only take me so far. Shiiiii if it wasn't for great friends that offered me rides on a constant basis, I probably would never leave my apartment. And that's just a sad life man.

Screw what I said earlier, I'm definitely getting sick of learning new anatomy on a constant basis. I'm so ready for the next block of material, which happens to be Cellular & Sub-cellular Processes (AKA Biochemistry). Never thought I would be saying that since it was the BANE of my existence my senior year of college, but at least I have a background in it…which means I won't be lost and gasping for help every time I go to lecture…

But that's weeks away. Gotta deal with things one day at a time. These weeks tend to fly by anyway whether I would like for them to or not. I did get to play doctor last week for that clinical experience “exam” I was talking about last post! It was kinda cool, I had a patient interview and then literally performed a 20-minute physical examination that included the lungs, heart, abdomen and extremities. I'm amazed I didn't forget any part of the physical exam…makes you appreciate how much your doctor has to remember whenever you go in for a checkup. The best part about the whole experience was that I didn't have a damn clue as to what I was doing. I was just literally going thru the motions that I was taught and feeling for pulses like I could actually tell my patient about his health or something. But that was good enough for my evaluator, who said I did a great job with the exam and the interview 😅. He made a strong point about liking my personality too, and told me to feel good about myself. So I did.

Turns out he was just warming me up for those burning flames of criticism.

RIght after he pumped me up about how personable of a doctor I will become, he hit me with that “HOWEVER.” He then proceeded to very nicely rip me apart on my history-taking skills. Good thing I'm not sensitive and that I'm one to fully appreciate feedback, because he was very much sonning my ass on how to take a good history from a patient during the patient interview. I actually learned a lot from what he told me and am glad he gave me ways to improve on that. And it turned out that I got to use his advice when I played doctor again a couple days later while taking a real patient's family and social history in the hospital wards. It was a lot easier than I expected, because she was actually very happy to talk to me and she also literally spilled her life story on me. Taking notes while she was talking was a hassle though, I could barely keep up! I've finally come to realize that patient interviewing is not just simply talking to patients…it's a complex process that takes hella practice. But it's all good, I got a good four years to work on it, not to mention the fact that I'll be doing it for the rest of my life. 😄

This past Saturday, I got the chance to do glaucoma screenings at a church. I was performing visual field, visual acuity and eye pressure tests on a number of people and was having a great time doing it! I tried sharing my enthusiasm with the patients I was testing. Thing is, they all spoke Spanish. I just ended up looking stupid trying to have conversations in broken Spanish, so I stopped trying after my second patient. Thank God for my translator. That lady was my savior for the three hours I was there. It was a great time though, and so was the dinner I had on Friday night with a number of upperclassmen of color. Talking with them gave me a much-needed reality check of my future in med school. Something that really stuck with me was the way they were talking about the USMLE Step 1 Board Exam. I already knew how important it was, but its still shocking how vital that test is. Like, that shit dictates your destiny. Your score can literally cut you off from a specialty that you want to pursue if you don't score high enough. Worst part is, you can only take it once. There isn't a round 2. You take it once and that's it. One and done. Had me like:

As if getting into medical school and surviving the bull wasn't stressful enough. But aye, can't waste energy and time worrying about that right? Being afraid of the test will only make it even worse than it has to be…fear is a mind-killer. So I'll deal with that challenge when I get there, I still have well over a year until I take that test. Just never thought that there was something potentially worse out there than the MCAT…or more challenging, depending how you wanna look at it. Matter of fact, I'll start calling it a challenge, it kind of turns it into a game that I want to beat. Doing that will also help me stay positive about it, because I don't got time for negativity or worrying. I just gotta trust I'll be ready when the time comes. For now, I just gotta pass my next exam in a couple of weeks so I can hurry up and get closer to finishing anatomy.

So with that said, here I go with the start of another week.

Hope y'all start your week off strong! I also appreciate all the support y'all continue to give me! All those calls and texts I get from people checking up on me really mean more than you can imagine…they keep me optimistic and driven!

Stay blessed!!!

– Black Man, M.D.