So I’ve just entered the third-year of the medicine course here at Leicester, and recently I’ve been getting this intangible feeling that things are starting to get a little bit real. Maybe it’s the fact we’ve been back in Leicester for two weeks already to squeeze in the last bit of content before our big bad Phase One Exams in January. Or perhaps it’s because our level of knowledge is now assumed to go beyond the knee bone connecting to the… *checks text-book*.. *does some flashcards*.. *thinks hard*.. thigh bone?
I guess it’s because after January we’re actually going to be let loose on the hospital wards, doing doctory things like plaster-casts, patient histories and making a habit of stopping in the middle of sentences when an off-hand comment triggers an obscure diagnosis (that last bit doesn’t really happen if you’re not House, but a medical student can dream). While it’s not like we’re all voting yes and suddenly becoming entirely independent, it’s still going to be a fair change from the carefully time-tabled lectures of Phase One. But hey!
The last week has flown by in a blur of pharmacology, neurology and quick-fire cancer questions – I’m also juggling training for a half-marathon (exercise, wahey!) so things are starting to get pretty busy. Of course next week is going to be even more hectic, thanks to the world famous (almost) medic IntroWeek. This is essentially a week of introductory lectures for the new medic freshers, followed up by exciting evening events designed to help people form some pretty quick and easy bonds, and really gets them settled into Leicester before the course starts full-tilt in the first week of October.
To all soon-to-be Leicester medics getting revved up for it – you’re completely right to be excited! My own fresher’s was probably the perfect introduction to medical school and the University I could have dreamed of, and all credit is due to the Leicester University Medics Association (LUSUMA) for making it such a memorable few days. You’ll have a great time, and I may even see you at the infamous PJ Pubcrawl – look out for a guy in a terrible Woody costume!