One of the main reasons I've kept my sanity recently is due to a video that Whitecoat posted.
If you have two minutes and you want to have a laugh at what happens when the ramblings of a very stoned mind are recorded and then put to brilliant visuals I would advise checking it out.
In other news, I wrote my first final today. The anatomy spotter of doom. I mean, you don't even have good guessing odds as there are always 10 possible answers.
In a new evil twist my prof really got into the negatives this time around.
So I'd get to the station--thinking
"Ok great! That is a clearly a horizontal section of the basal ganglia. Sweet. Bring it! I studied my ovaries off during neuro and can draw you any pathway, inhibitory, excitatory, sensory, motor, direct, indirect...what you got?'
Then I'd read the questions:
If 'A' is damaged at 'B' which answer is not true:
a-a contralateral hemiparesis below the zygoma without lacrimation and without hyperacusis
b- an ipsilateral hemiparesis below the zygoma with lacrimation but not hyperacusis
c-a contralateral hemiparesis without with lacrimation and with hyperacusis
d- an ipsilateral...
"wait--SHIT I am looking for what is NOT true---gah! Now I have to go back to the beginning and read from the start---crap what pathway was I looking at again? Which nerve was that? Which part of the---"
Repeat x 50 questions.
Also the guy behind me in the stations was SNIFFLING and SNOTTING through the entire thing. At one point I was trying to decide between grabbing one of the invigilators and saying "give the MAN a DAMN KLEENEX" or taking my shirt off and throwing it at him to use as a hanky. Note to self, from now on bring tissues for others as well as myself.
Hello fall re-write.
No one said medical school was easy. But what was all that drivel about 'the hardest thing is getting in'?
Now to collect myself for the next three rounds...ding ding!!!