I think today my emotions are catching up with me. I was completely devoid of any feeling until I decided to go work out, and while on the elliptical, after being up since 5am, a Genesis song came on- "Follow You, Follow Me."
The tears started coming. Just waves of tears, which kept coming until the woman on the machine next to me startled me by asking if my workout always counted backwards from 60 minutes. Startled, I choked out an answer, "Um, I don't know- I was off in la-la land. Sorry."
Thankfully the workout was almost done.
And when I got home, the tears started running down my face again.
Today was relatively easy, as far as patient care goes, at least I thought.
This vignette has been haunting me (stuff is changed so that I don't violate HIPAA):
The nurse I'm shadowing and I are in a patient's room. Yesterday we've determined that although he understands some English, when it comes to medical procedures and medicine in general, Spanish is the best language to communicate in. He's lived in the US quite some time, very kind, mild mannered, and he is very sick with an organ failure and transplant rejection. He's having problems- including a very high fever, and they don't know why, although it might be due to a bacterial colonization of his rejected organ.
A team of docs is rounding. One doctor approaches him, the others stand back, watching him like he's in a Holiday window scene. Nobody touches him, yet everyone's eyes are focused through an invisible divider. He sits at the edge of his hospital bed, mellow, calm, quiet - either too sick to care, or simply peaceful. I am curious about the physician's process, and I immediately realize how intimidating and how isolating this approach must make him feel. One doctor begins to give a history on him, the basics that healthcare providers are taught to do. Someone in the back pipes up, "Um, he speaks Spanish" (the day before a physician had just spoken English to him very slowly and loudly, as though he would instantly learn a new language if she could just increase the volume- if that we're true, I'd have Cantonese down pat by now). The doc starts over, begins to speak decent Spanish, interjecting English here and there when she doesn't know a word. I softly ask, "Entiende?" (Do you understand, sir?), to which he replies, "no," and I explain what they're saying, quietly. My heart aches.
All the while, the other doctors scribble busily. Their heads are close together, and they're bent over their charts in Gumby-like positions, looking up at each other. One of them is flipping through the chart madly, searching for test results. I'm reminded of the scene in "Alice In Wonderland" when the scribes in the Queen's court keep repeating "That's very important..."
".....`What do you know about this business?' the King said to
Alice.
`Nothing,' said Alice.
`Nothing WHATEVER?' persisted the King.
`Nothing whatever,' said Alice.
`That's very important,' the King said, turning to the jury.
They were just beginning to write this down on their slates, when
the White Rabbit interrupted: `UNimportant, your Majesty means,
of course,' he said in a very respectful tone, but frowning and
making faces at him as he spoke.
`UNimportant, of course, I meant,' the King hastily said, and
went on to himself in an undertone, `important--unimportant--
unimportant--important--' as if he were trying which word
sounded best.
Some of the jury wrote it down `important,' and some
`unimportant.' Alice could see this, as she was near enough to
look over their slates; `but it doesn't matter a bit,' she
thought to herself....."
Has he had this test? Why not? Who missed that? Why has he had this problem for this long? What's going on? Why are the results not faxed? We need to order this test!
I ask him about the particular test. He states it's been done. More than once. He'll do it again he says, shrugging his shoulders. It's not a test I'd do again. Even the physician says, "Once is enough for anyone. And you've done it more than once." A glimmer of humanity and humor shows through, eases the tension.
More fervent scribbling, heads down, focused on the papers, no touching, no smiles, just serious business.
It's comical. It's tragic. I stifle a laugh, because I honestly cannot believe how dehumanizing this process is at this point. Deep breath.
Outcome: An antibiotic changes. The group leaves. A passing good-bye from one physician to the patient. They bustle out the door to review the next person's medical history, which I know will teach the new residents a lot, and make them very good at what they do.
My focus now is to get good at what I'll be doing.
His nurse and I exchange glances. We leave the room and don't even have to say what's on our minds. As we're walking down the hall, she breathes, "Sometimes, it's kind of a circus." My chest feels heavy suddenly, and I don't know why.
Don't get me wrong- the physicians are AWESOME. They are highly intelligent, respected, and amazing at what they do. They work extremely hard, and provide excellent care. But sometimes, it seems like the teaching process can be incredibly dehumanizing. I know that bedside manner is being taught more in medical school, but if nothing else, that experience today was a stark reminder of how distant medicine and science can be.
And how frightening- Imagine being so sick in a country where you spoke most of the language, but when it comes to medical procedures, things get difficult to understand. Part of me wonders how often we think of this fact. His nurse and I discuss this point of view extensively, and check on him more often. He's not feeling very good today, and we both know that.
Two hours later, this man has a fever of 103F, and his respirations are alarmingly high. Is it the fever? If so, what's causing the fever? Is he septic?
One of the doctors, a newer MD, very friendly, told me yesterday that many of the patients die of DIC. When I ask what that is, she explains, "Disseminated intravascular Coagulation. It's horrible. Basically, they go septic, clot internally and die. Not much we can do about it."
I can't stop thinking about it. I don't see this patient getting better, not in his condition, but I'm not the provider- I'm just a student.
He tries to eat lunch, but barely puts anything away.
When I leave, he's sleeping.
And now I'm at home, trying to study, and completely unnerved. Welcome to my first reality check.
It makes me even more determined to be the best nurse I can be, and subsequently, the best provider.
And the tears are still coming.
One woman leaves her favorite river career in the Sierras to embark upon another favorite: fixing broken people.
Friday, July 11, 2008
Thursday, July 10, 2008
At Night, the Mosquitos Come.
The past three nights I haven't been able to sleep well. The sliding door to the balcony is a MUST to leave open, since SF has been having a heat wave (not as bad as a few weeks ago), and otherwise the air just stagnates. Apparently, somewhere on the property I live, mosquitos are breeding.
There is absolutely nothing more obnoxious than waking up with one of them whining in your ear. I don't care if it's on the river, or an urban mosquito, I don't like them. In fact, the Dalai Lama has even admitted to killing a few himself.
I don't feel so bad about the few I squished last night.
Sleep is a precious commodity, mostly because we're absorbing so much or studying early to late. On Wednesday there's this wonderful feeling of the week being over with, but then the reality that one has to get up at 5am (it keeps getting later every morning I have to do this) and be on the floor, ready to go by about 6:40, if you're lucky, is a stark reminder that oh yeah, I'm fighting for my sleep time. Some of us have to be ready at 6, in Palo Alto (not me, not yet).
We're 1/3 done with our first quarter, and have one more "first test" on Monday. It's been a nonstop onslaught of homework, testing, learning, practicing. It's awesome, definitely, but intense. They're not kidding. I think that the more hands-on patient care one has had, the easier it is to do this program - just being comfortable touching a patient is a skill that one learns by having to do it, constantly. And that's what we're here to do. To learn how to interact with patients, Do No Harm, and hopefully, do some good here and there.
Little victories mean a lot.
It's that intense. We're just constantly DOING.
I really like this MEPN program. I mean REALLY like it. Nothing academically has spoken to me like this before, and it really is perfect.
Last week during clinicals I got to watch a liver biopsy on a 37 year old transplant patient. His cousin had given him part of his liver. His family was super cool, and I enjoyed talking to them; however the biopsy nearly made me faint. I can watch someone bleeding out all orofices, but show me a 6-8 inch long needle (I'm not kidding, and I was told that was the small one), and I'm not okay. It's why I'm not a surgeon.
Speaking of surgeons... they're incredibly busy, and there are a few residents and attendings who will say hi or good morning, but for the most part, I have a joke to share:
Do you know what the difference between God and a doctor is?
*************************
God knows he's not a Doctor.
I'll leave you with that. I have to get going for another day of clinicals. We're still observing mostly, and today we have to pick one patient and know their history, diagnosis, discharge prognosis and care plan. No meds yet.
There is absolutely nothing more obnoxious than waking up with one of them whining in your ear. I don't care if it's on the river, or an urban mosquito, I don't like them. In fact, the Dalai Lama has even admitted to killing a few himself.
I don't feel so bad about the few I squished last night.
Sleep is a precious commodity, mostly because we're absorbing so much or studying early to late. On Wednesday there's this wonderful feeling of the week being over with, but then the reality that one has to get up at 5am (it keeps getting later every morning I have to do this) and be on the floor, ready to go by about 6:40, if you're lucky, is a stark reminder that oh yeah, I'm fighting for my sleep time. Some of us have to be ready at 6, in Palo Alto (not me, not yet).
We're 1/3 done with our first quarter, and have one more "first test" on Monday. It's been a nonstop onslaught of homework, testing, learning, practicing. It's awesome, definitely, but intense. They're not kidding. I think that the more hands-on patient care one has had, the easier it is to do this program - just being comfortable touching a patient is a skill that one learns by having to do it, constantly. And that's what we're here to do. To learn how to interact with patients, Do No Harm, and hopefully, do some good here and there.
Little victories mean a lot.
It's that intense. We're just constantly DOING.
I really like this MEPN program. I mean REALLY like it. Nothing academically has spoken to me like this before, and it really is perfect.
Last week during clinicals I got to watch a liver biopsy on a 37 year old transplant patient. His cousin had given him part of his liver. His family was super cool, and I enjoyed talking to them; however the biopsy nearly made me faint. I can watch someone bleeding out all orofices, but show me a 6-8 inch long needle (I'm not kidding, and I was told that was the small one), and I'm not okay. It's why I'm not a surgeon.
Speaking of surgeons... they're incredibly busy, and there are a few residents and attendings who will say hi or good morning, but for the most part, I have a joke to share:
Do you know what the difference between God and a doctor is?
*************************
God knows he's not a Doctor.
I'll leave you with that. I have to get going for another day of clinicals. We're still observing mostly, and today we have to pick one patient and know their history, diagnosis, discharge prognosis and care plan. No meds yet.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
It's only Tuesday
The first week is in full swing. I am currently on the couch, not moving much, enjoying what little free time I have from day to day.
Our pathophysiology professor seems very nice, and talks very quietly. And yes, Pathos = suffering, for all of you who didn't know the greek roots of the word "pathology" - in that spirit, we have our first test next Wednesday. Yes, in our second week.
Our Intro to Professional Nursing class is fantastic. We have two professors teaching, both who are incredibly intelligent, and one who is a fireball of animation. I'm in stitches (no pun intended) whenever she lectures, and she makes us want to go to class. Sigh. Thank goodness we've got great instructors. I'd expect no less, but man, the charisma of these people who have developed our program, from the Dean all the way to the instructors to the students is off the charts.
Even though I'm a little tired, I have a smile on my face.
Today was our first clinical skills day, where we spent time learning how to wash our hands properly (15 seconds) and make beds with patients still in them. We also went over giving bed baths, and spent a good hour taking turns in the spotlight, explaining how to bathe a patient, and why it's so important. Good ice breaker, along with good information.
Tuesdays from now on will be spent driving to San Rafael, but today we met our CIs (clinical instructors) whom we will be answering to on Thursdays and Fridays from 7am-4pm, or earlier if placed at Stanford. I already dig my CI, Chuck, who seems really down-to-earth and happy to teach. I lucked out and am at UCSF this quarter, although I get my dose of commuting to Palo Alto in the winter. My fellow MEPN group are all people I know- one friend from Mills, one friend from around SF, and one person in my specialty. All students are in med-surg type wards: some are in trauma, some in geriatrics, some are in oncology, but it's all med-surg. I'm at Long Hospital, on floor 9, which should be super interesting - to quote from the UCSF website:
"Transplant: 9 Long is the unit where all of the kidney, pancreas, and liver transplants are cared for. UCSF is a Center for Excellence in Transplant Surgery, performing over 668 transplants a year."
-and-
"The Acute Hemodialysis Unit (AHU) on the 9th floor of Long Hospital provides dialysis/apheresis treatments to adult and pediatric inpatients."
Apparently we also get overflow patients other wards, such as Immunology/Oncology.
Clinicals should be interesting. We only have one day this week- Thursday, although usually it's Th/Fr.
Typical first quarter schedule:
Mon 8-4 class. Go home and read forever
Tuesday 9:30-4:30 clinical skills lab in San Rafael. Carpool, joke around, come home and read and collapse.
Wednesday: 9 or 10-4 class. Go home and read forever.
Thursday: 7a-4 or 5pm clinical. Go home and collapse.
Friday: 7am-4 or 5pm clinical. Drink a beer, go home, collapse.
Yep, it's only Tuesday.
Favorite word encountered so far: "blebbing" in pathophysiology. Say it 5 times fast without laughing. Go on, I dare you.
On to homework...
And tomorrow, we'll see what Pharmacology has in store.
Our pathophysiology professor seems very nice, and talks very quietly. And yes, Pathos = suffering, for all of you who didn't know the greek roots of the word "pathology" - in that spirit, we have our first test next Wednesday. Yes, in our second week.
Our Intro to Professional Nursing class is fantastic. We have two professors teaching, both who are incredibly intelligent, and one who is a fireball of animation. I'm in stitches (no pun intended) whenever she lectures, and she makes us want to go to class. Sigh. Thank goodness we've got great instructors. I'd expect no less, but man, the charisma of these people who have developed our program, from the Dean all the way to the instructors to the students is off the charts.
Even though I'm a little tired, I have a smile on my face.
Today was our first clinical skills day, where we spent time learning how to wash our hands properly (15 seconds) and make beds with patients still in them. We also went over giving bed baths, and spent a good hour taking turns in the spotlight, explaining how to bathe a patient, and why it's so important. Good ice breaker, along with good information.
Tuesdays from now on will be spent driving to San Rafael, but today we met our CIs (clinical instructors) whom we will be answering to on Thursdays and Fridays from 7am-4pm, or earlier if placed at Stanford. I already dig my CI, Chuck, who seems really down-to-earth and happy to teach. I lucked out and am at UCSF this quarter, although I get my dose of commuting to Palo Alto in the winter. My fellow MEPN group are all people I know- one friend from Mills, one friend from around SF, and one person in my specialty. All students are in med-surg type wards: some are in trauma, some in geriatrics, some are in oncology, but it's all med-surg. I'm at Long Hospital, on floor 9, which should be super interesting - to quote from the UCSF website:
"Transplant: 9 Long is the unit where all of the kidney, pancreas, and liver transplants are cared for. UCSF is a Center for Excellence in Transplant Surgery, performing over 668 transplants a year."
-and-
"The Acute Hemodialysis Unit (AHU) on the 9th floor of Long Hospital provides dialysis/apheresis treatments to adult and pediatric inpatients."
Apparently we also get overflow patients other wards, such as Immunology/Oncology.
Clinicals should be interesting. We only have one day this week- Thursday, although usually it's Th/Fr.
Typical first quarter schedule:
Mon 8-4 class. Go home and read forever
Tuesday 9:30-4:30 clinical skills lab in San Rafael. Carpool, joke around, come home and read and collapse.
Wednesday: 9 or 10-4 class. Go home and read forever.
Thursday: 7a-4 or 5pm clinical. Go home and collapse.
Friday: 7am-4 or 5pm clinical. Drink a beer, go home, collapse.
Yep, it's only Tuesday.
Favorite word encountered so far: "blebbing" in pathophysiology. Say it 5 times fast without laughing. Go on, I dare you.
On to homework...
And tomorrow, we'll see what Pharmacology has in store.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Dis-Orientation
So, orientation happened. I felt oriented. I came home and completely fell asleep in the arms of my love, because I was exhausted from being talked at.
Some very cool things about orientation: the free breakfast and lunch that are *fantastic,* seeing all the cool people from your interview day who were outgoing and friendly, getting your clinical assignments and having some idea of where you'll be for the entire year. Actually being there. Lunch with a former MEPN (very informational). Bring your laptop; it makes things easier.
Not-so-cool: the reality of financial aid, trying to figure out how the hell you'll get to where you'll be for the next year, getting up at 6:30 after having a month of sleeping way past that, the insane influx of everyone trying to get their ID at the same time (hint for next year- do it at lunch, don't go at the 1-4pm time that's scheduled, because you'll be in line with 60 people).
Other Cool things: Bill, who will be a mainstay of sanity, brought me a little stuffed beaver named Wynona, after the Primus song and because she has been "gay square dancing" a few times with Bill. She's awesome. She even has a little pink necklace. I'll post a photo when I can. She lives in my bookbag now, and makes everyone laugh.
The slight confusion they talk about is true. It's just overwhelming. Be kind to yourself. And start getting sleep.
Some very cool things about orientation: the free breakfast and lunch that are *fantastic,* seeing all the cool people from your interview day who were outgoing and friendly, getting your clinical assignments and having some idea of where you'll be for the entire year. Actually being there. Lunch with a former MEPN (very informational). Bring your laptop; it makes things easier.
Not-so-cool: the reality of financial aid, trying to figure out how the hell you'll get to where you'll be for the next year, getting up at 6:30 after having a month of sleeping way past that, the insane influx of everyone trying to get their ID at the same time (hint for next year- do it at lunch, don't go at the 1-4pm time that's scheduled, because you'll be in line with 60 people).
Other Cool things: Bill, who will be a mainstay of sanity, brought me a little stuffed beaver named Wynona, after the Primus song and because she has been "gay square dancing" a few times with Bill. She's awesome. She even has a little pink necklace. I'll post a photo when I can. She lives in my bookbag now, and makes everyone laugh.
The slight confusion they talk about is true. It's just overwhelming. Be kind to yourself. And start getting sleep.
Friday, June 6, 2008
Books. And 3 weekends left.
This weekend is one of the last three I'll have free for six months. My boyfriend and I are heading to one of my favorite rivers, the Kings, to chill out, work a little, and hike/swim a lot. I'm growing more and more excited to start this program, and feeling some trepidation towards what changes lie ahead.
Sigh.
I just got my books. All $440 worth of them (!). Some other folks have found the same books on Amazon.com, but when I looked, it seemed like the editions were not correct, so I went with the university bookstore. It's been a long time since I've written a paper in APA format- my original BA is in Literature and Women's Studies, so I wrote in MLA. Little things, but still...
We have a gmail group of incoming MEPNs, all 20 of whom are talking about what to expect, what the class schedule might be like, what the work load might be like. Anticipation seems to be thick among us.
And we're wondering if our clinical placements might be geographical in nature this year due to gas being $4.25+/gallon instead of $2.50/gallon.
So, scrubs (check), books (check). Questions will be answered on orientation day.
We apparently have also been given MEPN "buddies" who are available to answer questions for incoming students. They're in the middle of preparing for graduation, so this week is tough as far as getting in touch, but I think the concept is intelligent.
It seems we'll get some more info as to what to expect for the summer, and the year. I'm also curious as to what the job prospects are for RNs and NPs, post-graduation.
Sigh.
I just got my books. All $440 worth of them (!). Some other folks have found the same books on Amazon.com, but when I looked, it seemed like the editions were not correct, so I went with the university bookstore. It's been a long time since I've written a paper in APA format- my original BA is in Literature and Women's Studies, so I wrote in MLA. Little things, but still...
We have a gmail group of incoming MEPNs, all 20 of whom are talking about what to expect, what the class schedule might be like, what the work load might be like. Anticipation seems to be thick among us.
And we're wondering if our clinical placements might be geographical in nature this year due to gas being $4.25+/gallon instead of $2.50/gallon.
So, scrubs (check), books (check). Questions will be answered on orientation day.
We apparently have also been given MEPN "buddies" who are available to answer questions for incoming students. They're in the middle of preparing for graduation, so this week is tough as far as getting in touch, but I think the concept is intelligent.
It seems we'll get some more info as to what to expect for the summer, and the year. I'm also curious as to what the job prospects are for RNs and NPs, post-graduation.
Saturday, May 17, 2008
The Countdown begins...
Finally moved in, and it's 90 degrees in SF. Wow.
So, things have been moving along. We've been getting letters that include stuff we have to do pretty much weekly. We got logins and dates and deadlines and such.
Let me give some more advice: DO YOUR HEALTH FORM ASAP.
Because I'm stuck.
I had a titer come back negative, which means I didn't have antibodies from one of my immunizations. It's varicella; apparently I never had the chickenpox. Ha.
That requires one injection now, one 4 weeks later. If you don't have your health form in, your account is placed on hold. Kind of a problem. So, future MEPNs, do it!
Every time I feel like I have a break before school, I find that there's a bunch more stuff to do- I just ordered scrubs in the uniform standard of UCSF (not white, thank goodness!), fixed my danskos- which are the most comfortable shoes in the universe. Filled out the MPN for financial aid. Reality set in fast when I did that.
We started a MEPN group on google, so about 15 of the incoming class are talking to each other about financial aid and such. This group has been considerably helpful.
A few other thoughts:
Get a good stethoscope. I have a Littmann. They are expensive, but think about the fact that your steth can last for decades. In that light, $150 is not so much money- and it makes a huge difference. The little cheapy scopes make it difficult to hear heart sounds in a busy environment, and my Littmann has always made getting a difficult BP or heart sound much much easier.
http://www.allheart.com/lit.html
Trust me, it's worth it.
Also, SF Paramedic Association has CPR classes available. My personal opinion is that a Healthcare Provider should have at least Healthcare Provider CPR, not just Adult/Infant/Child.
If you already have you HCP-BLS, you can renew it in 2 hours through SFPA, which was stellar.
BRING YOUR AHA CARD. If you don't, you will be asked to leave and have to pay $15 to reschedule. I watched in horror as this happened to two RNs who had signed up for the class I was in.
http://www.sfparamedics.org/
Now we have about a month before we're fitted for TB masks. Orientation is on June 20th. Classes begin June 23rd.
The only injustice I can see so far is that finals are Sept 2-5, right after Labor Day weekend. This means 1) No Labor Day vacation for us, and 2) probably No Burning Man for me this year.
Some cool realizations:
1) I'm not going to work a full river season this year. I'm already scheduled for 5 Tuolumne trips in the next two weeks, and you know what, I'm actually kind of excited to have a little time off from the river for the first time in 10 years. I get to go to concerts this summer... maybe.
2) I'm living in San Francisco, and Pride Weekend here is going to be a blast. Straight friends, gay friends, bi friends, trans friends are all around, and everyone wants to go. My boyfriend and I are going. It's the first time I get to go while actually *living* in the City. Even if I have homework, I'm going to the parade. Many friends of mine are marching in the parade, and I'm rather open about who I am - I've had girlfriends in the past, and a boyfriend now. I get to march if I want!
3) We have a kickass view of the Golden Gate Bridge, which means we don't have to go anywhere during Fleet Week. We can just sit on our balcony...
Looks like it's going to be a busy month.
So, things have been moving along. We've been getting letters that include stuff we have to do pretty much weekly. We got logins and dates and deadlines and such.
Let me give some more advice: DO YOUR HEALTH FORM ASAP.
Because I'm stuck.
I had a titer come back negative, which means I didn't have antibodies from one of my immunizations. It's varicella; apparently I never had the chickenpox. Ha.
That requires one injection now, one 4 weeks later. If you don't have your health form in, your account is placed on hold. Kind of a problem. So, future MEPNs, do it!
Every time I feel like I have a break before school, I find that there's a bunch more stuff to do- I just ordered scrubs in the uniform standard of UCSF (not white, thank goodness!), fixed my danskos- which are the most comfortable shoes in the universe. Filled out the MPN for financial aid. Reality set in fast when I did that.
We started a MEPN group on google, so about 15 of the incoming class are talking to each other about financial aid and such. This group has been considerably helpful.
A few other thoughts:
Get a good stethoscope. I have a Littmann. They are expensive, but think about the fact that your steth can last for decades. In that light, $150 is not so much money- and it makes a huge difference. The little cheapy scopes make it difficult to hear heart sounds in a busy environment, and my Littmann has always made getting a difficult BP or heart sound much much easier.
http://www.allheart.com/lit.html
Trust me, it's worth it.
Also, SF Paramedic Association has CPR classes available. My personal opinion is that a Healthcare Provider should have at least Healthcare Provider CPR, not just Adult/Infant/Child.
If you already have you HCP-BLS, you can renew it in 2 hours through SFPA, which was stellar.
BRING YOUR AHA CARD. If you don't, you will be asked to leave and have to pay $15 to reschedule. I watched in horror as this happened to two RNs who had signed up for the class I was in.
http://www.sfparamedics.org/
Now we have about a month before we're fitted for TB masks. Orientation is on June 20th. Classes begin June 23rd.
The only injustice I can see so far is that finals are Sept 2-5, right after Labor Day weekend. This means 1) No Labor Day vacation for us, and 2) probably No Burning Man for me this year.
Some cool realizations:
1) I'm not going to work a full river season this year. I'm already scheduled for 5 Tuolumne trips in the next two weeks, and you know what, I'm actually kind of excited to have a little time off from the river for the first time in 10 years. I get to go to concerts this summer... maybe.
2) I'm living in San Francisco, and Pride Weekend here is going to be a blast. Straight friends, gay friends, bi friends, trans friends are all around, and everyone wants to go. My boyfriend and I are going. It's the first time I get to go while actually *living* in the City. Even if I have homework, I'm going to the parade. Many friends of mine are marching in the parade, and I'm rather open about who I am - I've had girlfriends in the past, and a boyfriend now. I get to march if I want!
3) We have a kickass view of the Golden Gate Bridge, which means we don't have to go anywhere during Fleet Week. We can just sit on our balcony...
Looks like it's going to be a busy month.
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Preparations..,
So, now that we have a place in SF (house hunting was oh-so-fun), there is so much that I have to do, according to UCSF.
Recommendations:
1) If you don't have Healthcare Provider CPR already, look around for a class. You're going to need it for the rest of your career, so you might as well do it now.
2) If you work in healthcare and have already had the surface antibody test for your Hep B or for Rubella, save it (I did). It'll save you another lab test.
3) Do your first PPD early. You have to do two of them, so I'm off to do mine this week. Fortunately, I work in a clinic that does pre-natal care, so they do routine PPDs and I can just sneak in and sneak out.
4) Craigslist for apartments was helpful, but so were friends. The "Places for Students" website that UCSF has is pretty good, but limited. If you have to relocate, I suggest looking early. The market for us was pretty easy- even though people are saying it's tough for renters, I think that's an idea perpetuated by forms of media. My experience was that apartments stayed on the market for 2 months, and I watched the rents drop a little before I started looking. Then again, I started looking in March in order to get a good place...
Oh yeah, and we found one. We have a spot in Cole Valley that's about a 3/4 mile walk to UCSF for me. Now I just keep my fingers crossed that my clinical placement will be there too!
Sigh.
Recommendations:
1) If you don't have Healthcare Provider CPR already, look around for a class. You're going to need it for the rest of your career, so you might as well do it now.
2) If you work in healthcare and have already had the surface antibody test for your Hep B or for Rubella, save it (I did). It'll save you another lab test.
3) Do your first PPD early. You have to do two of them, so I'm off to do mine this week. Fortunately, I work in a clinic that does pre-natal care, so they do routine PPDs and I can just sneak in and sneak out.
4) Craigslist for apartments was helpful, but so were friends. The "Places for Students" website that UCSF has is pretty good, but limited. If you have to relocate, I suggest looking early. The market for us was pretty easy- even though people are saying it's tough for renters, I think that's an idea perpetuated by forms of media. My experience was that apartments stayed on the market for 2 months, and I watched the rents drop a little before I started looking. Then again, I started looking in March in order to get a good place...
Oh yeah, and we found one. We have a spot in Cole Valley that's about a 3/4 mile walk to UCSF for me. Now I just keep my fingers crossed that my clinical placement will be there too!
Sigh.
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