Sorry I’ve been MIA for such a long time. I had to deal with the end of the semester, planning the classes for this semester, and dealing with the high probability of something happening to my sons before they’re born.
I guess I should start with how last semester went. Besides being extremely exhausted and not been able to volunteer (I quit the shelter due to my pregnancy, I haven’t had another hospice patient, and I’m still waiting for another little to mentor), classes went great. I ended up with an B+ on my Stats class and an A in the rest of my classes. I was so thankful to be able to finish the semester; I was worried I was going to have to take Incompletes if my sons had to be delivered at 24 weeks (two weeks before the end of the semester). It might not seem like a big deal, but to me it was a huge accomplishment to finish and to do well.
Spring semester started today. I’m taking all online classes since I’m not allowed to leave the hospital. Although I understand why I’m not allowed to leave, it’s really annoying. I’m stuck taking lower level classes and re-taking a class I didn’t do well on during my first year in college. I can’t move forward with my pre-med classes since the ones I need aren’t being offered online. Even if they were, I’m not sure I would want to take them; I do better when I’m learning from a professor than from a book. I am, however, taking an individualized instruction class with my Neuroscience professor from last semester. I’ve picked a topic and I’ll be researching it and writing a paper on it. If I can gather enough info on the topic I’m hoping to be able to conduct a research project on it. I’m really excited about it, so I hope I do well.
I’ve been currently staying at the hospital since December 26th. Everything has gone well so far, but it is not easy being stuck in a hospital when you feel perfectly fine. The staff is fantastic; all the nurses and CNAs are very nice and attentive and the doctors (I’ve lost count of how many different ones I’ve seen) are very reassuring when it comes to the results of the NSTs (fetal non-stress test) I get twice a day. It’s really interesting to see how the whole healthcare team comes together. You can tell the difference between first year residents from the fourth year residents, and you can definitely tell the difference between the residents and the experienced physicians. The perinatologists and the laborists are very matter-of-fact and more relaxed; they go through their routine questions and throw in some jokes while they talk to you. The fourth year residents are very nice, knowledgeable, and I feel more comfortable with them. I think it’s because they are exactly where I wish to be in the future. The first year residents are also very nice, but they always seem nervous, especially when they ask me if I have questions. I haven’t asked them any so far, but I’m worried that they might pass out if I do.
I think the funniest thing about it is that I’m not their typical patient. Besides having mono/mono twins, I’ve asked them if I can volunteer, shadow, and exercise while I’m here. Everyone seems so surprised when I ask… and they all laugh about it. Usually, patients that stay in the hospital for long periods of time are unable to do much but stay in bed, so the fact that a pregnant woman wants to exercise and do something productive like shadowing is hilarious to them. They’ve all been great though; they’ve found a way to get me gym benefits and they’re all excited to have me shadow them. I have to go talk to the person in charge of students shadowing, but I’m hoping to be able to do that this week. I know that it doesn’t count if we shadow residents, but I think I could use that experience for my personal statement. It will be interesting to see how residents act with their patients vs. how experienced physicians act.
Anyway, that’s what I’ve been up to lately. I’m not particularly excited to be taking classes that aren’t pre-med related, but it’s better than taking a semester off. I know that it’s going to be a hard few months after the boys are born, but I think I would go crazy if I stopped studying. Being in the hospital as a patient is not fun either, but it gives me insight on how patients feel when they’re here. I think it will help with my bedside manner, and for that I am thankful. You can learn about being in the healthcare industry just by being the patient, which is something I hadn’t considered before.
I know this is exactly where I’m supposed to be. This is not a set back; it’s merely a detour. A crazy, wonderful detour that I know will make me stronger as a person and as an applicant.
Wish me luck!