Showing posts with label med school events. Show all posts
Showing posts with label med school events. Show all posts

Why pancakes?


"They'll never get caught. They're on a mission from God."

This morning a handful of my friends and I will be making free pancakes and coffee for our other med student friends. I've had several people ask us why we do this. I can't speak for the rest of the guys, but I figured I should at least speak for myself. 


Let me start with a sidenote - there's this interesting phenomenon that I've noticed. The most successful addiction treatment, AA, is run and was created by alcoholics. Similarly, black doctors make great role models for young black students. There's a reason for this phenomenon, alcoholics understand the struggle of alcoholics. I like to think they have a unique calling to help alcoholics. 

When I realized this, I struggled for a long time to find my own mission. Did I care about dying families in Haiti? Drug addicts? Well, I had never grown up in rural poverty or been addicted to drugs, so those were out. Eventually I realized, God sent me to help med students. Med students are my people. My best friends are med students. I love med school. I want to match at a competitive residency. I'm super type A. I love efficiency. I understand the med student life. I live and breathe it.  

I'm passionate about so many different sides of medicine. At different times in my life, I've wished I could be Paul Farmer/Roger Mee/Brian Druker. Realistically, I can't approach any of those guys. Instead I wanted to make my life about serving and mentoring medical students - working in academia. I want to figure out ways to empower med students so they can leave med school and change the world in millions of different ways that I could never fathom. 

Among the many facets of med student life - one thing I'm particularly passionate about is the role of the hidden curriculum in physician burnout. I believe the quality of healthcare could be improved by producing more passionate and less burned out med students. And that brings me back to the beginning, this is why I make pancakes. 

One of the promises I made to myself when I started sidenote was that I would live a life where my long-term goals were a part of my everyday life. sidenote - that's a big reason I write this blog. I want to entertain my fellow med students, and share our common story so we can all remember - we're in this together. I didn't want to start serving med students when I eventually become dean of medicine in thirty years. I want to help med students right now, by helping med students take a break, even in shit-hit-the-fan times like neuro test week. I want med students to come together and talk about life. I want them to come out of isolation and be in community. Even if it's only to come eat free pancakes and drink super strong coffee. 

Help me help you. 11:30 AM today in the lounge. Tell your friends. 

see you on the other side,

from ken

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MUSC Orientation Running Diary

Ever wondered what med school orientation is like?  Here's your chance to find out.  

Enter Bill Simmons style med school orientation running diary.  This is the second installation of sidenote running diaries. 


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Aug 15th WED

dr dre uses these actual headphones,
immediately the coolest thing I own
7:30 AM -  Brand new headphones, pens, and notebooks in hand.  Ready.  The upside - orientation starts with a free breakfast, the downside - it's crappy coffee and stale bagels.  

7:35 AM - Walking through a hallway crammed with med students. Everyone brought their friend cliques from Clemson or token local Charleston high school.  I wish Keyser and Jon Weil were here.  

9:00 AM - Orientation starts with an inspirational video about MUSC.  Over/under on number of inspired students: 1.   

10:30 AM - The boss, Dean of Medicine Dr. Etta Pisano gives a speech.

10:38 AM - Dr. Pisano throws in a clip from Scrubs. This is great.  Scrubs is the #1 influence in my life guiding me to medicine.  

10:44 AM - Scrubs clip #2.  I was born to be a doctor.  

11:05 AM - Scrubs clip #3.  Second guessing my decision not to write my personal statement about Scrubs.  

like a duck
2:15 PM - Waiting in line to get fitted for some sort of mask...  I think it's to pretend to be a duck so we can entertain sick kids. Patch Adams?  

3:00 PM - Considering going back to the lab.

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Aug 16th THU

8:00 AM - Scheduled departure for MUSC.

8:01 AM - Wait, why aren't we leaving?  We have a flat tire?  Oh, great...

8:40 AM - Sitting on bus.

9:30 AM - Sneak into giant lecture hall to listen to more bureaucracy.  Something about student affairs.  Maybe that flat wasn't that bad.

3:25 PM - Ken and Katie arrive at airport after Katie spends 6 hours sitting and waiting for car tires to be repaired.  Maybe the flat was that bad.  

3:30 PM - Mom arrival for vacation/white coat ceremony.

6:00 PM - Crappy orientation meals end, expensive dinners start. 

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Aug 17th FRI

pretty sure this place isn't on groupon
9:50 AM - Pick up syllabus.  500 pgs of power point slides.  Test in 4 weeks.  Over/under on score a current doctor would get on this first exam: 50%.  

12:00 PM - Picnic lunch in gymnasium.  Walking around making awkward side glances at all the tables.  

Should I sit there?  

Are they too cool for me to sit with?  

Oh hey!  

Someone I know!  

Saved!

1:15 PM: Strongly considering going back to the lab.

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Aug 19th SUN

12:00 PM - White coat ceremony

3 out of 4 of the 2012 MD/PhD family
Sidenote - Debated wearing the smily face tie, ultimately opted for my grandfather's tie.  It's funnier if people think I'm serious first, then learn my weird sense of humor.  

Anyways, I'm officially a doctor.  No, wait.. in 6 to 10 years, I will officially be a doctor.  Then I'll be a resident for 3 years.  And then I'll be a fellow for 2 to 5 years.

THEN I'll officially be a doctor.  So that's...  adding in head... 11 to 18 years...  

Glad we did this whole white coat thing.  

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Aug 20th MON

8:00 AM -  Orientation finally ends.  Classes start.  Wake me in 11 to 18 years. 

See you on the other side,

from ken