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A day in the life of a Neurosugical Resident

Discussion in 'Neurology' started by abmuk, Apr 15, 2007.

  1. abmuk

    abmuk 5+ Year Member

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    Greetings,

    I didn't see a Neurosurgical Resident forum so this is the closest I think that I can get to it.

    I have a long, long way to go but my passion is the human brain.

    What is a day like in the life of a neurosurgical resident, neurosurgeon?

    Any advice for a pre-med student soon to be Biology major/French minor?

    Thanks!
     
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  3. AlternateSome1

    AlternateSome1 Burnt Out Physician 10+ Year Member

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    If you need a car mechanic, and can't find one in a phone book, do you call a plumber?
     
  4. mehamo

    mehamo Guest

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    I was once in your shoes as a pre-med with hopes to become an orthopedic surgeon.

    After entering medical school and realizing that orthopods were a bunch of testosterone-overloaded jerks, I make my switch to my original love of the neurosciences.

    Out of curiousity.....how much of your passion for neurosurgery is based on a romanticized view of the specialty (and a need to boost your own ego) and how much of your passion is based on pure interest?

    If you really want to know the brain and the nervous system, become a neurologist.

    my two cents
     
  5. Nerdoscience

    Nerdoscience Senior Member 2+ Year Member

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    I think we forget that the average second year medical student, let alone a pre-med, doesn;t know what neurosurgeons and neurologists really are.
     
  6. Green Pirate

    Green Pirate Neurotic Neuro Enthusiast 5+ Year Member

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    of course we do, they're brain doctors, M I RITE? lololololoolol
     
  7. lumbering

    lumbering Banned Banned

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    We sit around in giant comfy leather chairs while beautiful women gawk at our nametags and feed us grapes. Occassionally, I open up a skull or two for nostalgia's sake.
     

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