Or Life as a Medical Student. (but not completely all about medicine because sometimes, you can just get sick of talking about the good ole' MD)

Thursday, August 23, 2007

Hippocrates


So you think you've got it down when you've nailed those pre-med classes. You think you're so smart when you can study the night before and ace a test or at least beat the curve. Well let me tell you something...in med school, everything you learn as an undergraduate is taken, squished down to a ridiculous proportion and then spit back at you in the most vile manner possible. Today I sat through seven straight hours of lecture (with a one hour lunch break) and we went over general Molecular Biology and Cell Structure. Okay, let me just put it this way. What took me three weeks to learn as an undergraduate (DNA replication, for example) was condensed down to ONE HOUR of review. That's right. One hour of intensely fast DNA replication gone! Just like that! Flashed before my eyes, and only to make it more interesting, they decided to finish transcription too in the same day. Let me remind you that a full month of Molecular Biology was devoted to transcription alone, and today, in the span of TWO HOURS, we completed every single litte thing that you need to know for transcription. Two hours!! I was so mentally drained by the end of the day that I decided to rebel against what was told to us by the administration (to study religiously everyday). So I didn't study anything tonight. Yes, I know this sounds a little weird to actually make a point of not studying but I just feel a little weird since everyone made a point of studying everynight as soon as you come home from school. (What is this, high school all over again?) So yes, ladies and gentleman, you are reading the words of a rebel! Not really, I'm sure I'll just go over everything this weekend (woohoo!) right after the White Coat ceremony. Oh, yeah, that's another thing I forgot to mention. Tomorrow I take my Hippocratic Oath as a doctor-to-be.

This is what the original Hippocratic Oath was (translated from Greek - thanks Wikipedia)
"I swear by Apollo, Asclepius, Hygieia, and Panacea, (i love that) and I take to witness all the gods, all the goddesses, to keep according to my ability and my judgment, the following Oath.
To consider dear to me, as my parents, him who taught me this art; to live in common with him and, if necessary, to share my goods with him; To look upon his children as my own brothers, to teach them this art I will prescribe regimens for the good of my patients according to my ability and my judgment and never do harm to anyone.
To please no one will I prescribe a deadly drug nor give advice which may cause his death.
Nor will I give a woman a pessary to procure abortion. (This obviously has been taken out nowadays in select states)
But I will preserve the purity of my life and my arts.
I will not cut for stone, even for patients in whom the disease is manifest; I will leave this operation to be performed by practitioners, specialists in this art.
In every house where I come I will enter only for the good of my patients, keeping myself far from all intentional ill-doing and all seduction and especially from the pleasures of love with women or with men, be they free or slaves.
All that may come to my knowledge in the exercise of my profession or in daily commerce with men, which ought not to be spread abroad, I will keep secret and will never reveal.
If I keep this oath faithfully, may I enjoy my life and practice my art, respected by all men and in all times; but if I swerve from it or violate it, may the reverse be my lot.

Okay, so it won't be exactly like above, but you get the general idea.

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