adrenocorticotropicana
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I'm not going to lie -- until years after I graduated from undergrad in 2013, I resented premeds (I didn't tell this to their face) and I never really got well with them because in my mind, I was always going to be a researcher, crystallize proteins and work in a lab and all that good stuff. I was naturally inquisitive and I always tried to understand an underlying idea or concept or connect ideas together especially if the lecturer mentioned something that made it seem they might be related where I thought they hadn't been before. (I think the latter is especially my worst trait.)
I started getting hospitalized in my last year of school and after school because I had PTSD (interacting with undiagnosed autism) that was misdiagnosed as schizoaffective disorder and this only started getting rectified in 2015. (I'm not going to blame the medical system because I kind of tried to delete all my childhood trauma at the age of ten and I kind of believed I was fine for a long time.) Now that I've received appropriate treatment and I'm a lot better, I also have a chip on my shoulder about "changing the system!!11!" from being hospitalized so frequently and that's 50% of my reason for attempting to enter psychiatry. I really try to hide this from my peers in class, because it's not an agenda that seems really popular or a popular motivation for being a premed, but it comes out in unexpected ways.
This spring, my phlebotomy class was mostly comprised of nursing assistant students from poor neighborhoods. However, the instructor kept talking about medical and physiological concepts (e.g. small needle gauge will cause hemolysis and distortion of blood results) that intersecting with both direct experience and material that I tutored frequently (well obviously, small needle gauge at high pressure would dramatically increase the Reynolds number of the blood flow, which increases turbulence and therefore explains increased observed hemolysis). To me, if I connect material to previous concepts that I have come across, the material is "solidified" or cross-linked. However, I became very unpopular among my classmates which is a huge problem when you need to find partners to help you practice venipuncture. The instructor explicitly asked me not to bring up ideas which were outside of scope of the class.
However, even this summer, when I have been taking an EMT-B class comprised of very rich and privileged first and second year premeds from very wealthy neighborhoods (I did not expect this), this hasn't reversed. A lot of the material reminds me of my own experiences (I have had to be intubated while awake, I've had to drink 4 gallons of PEG solution for a lithium overdose, I've been hit by a car and sent to trauma ER, I've been transported unresponsive to the ER a lot) and when classmates were blaming a 15-year-old mom who got pregnant at age 12 (the instructor was recalling a call he went out on), I reminded them that 75% of all teenage pregnancies involve a father older than the age of 18 (essentially, child sexual abuse) and the classroom became uncomfortably silent.
Classmates freely socialize with each other but not me, which is an issue because I am trying to practice for the practical exam that is coming up in a few weeks. I try my best to shut my mouth and not talk, but it's really hard to keep my mouth shut at times because it's very uncomfortable when parts of the material directly relate to something you did, happened to you, that you have strong memories of, even if only conceptual (maybe this is the autistic part).
I started getting hospitalized in my last year of school and after school because I had PTSD (interacting with undiagnosed autism) that was misdiagnosed as schizoaffective disorder and this only started getting rectified in 2015. (I'm not going to blame the medical system because I kind of tried to delete all my childhood trauma at the age of ten and I kind of believed I was fine for a long time.) Now that I've received appropriate treatment and I'm a lot better, I also have a chip on my shoulder about "changing the system!!11!" from being hospitalized so frequently and that's 50% of my reason for attempting to enter psychiatry. I really try to hide this from my peers in class, because it's not an agenda that seems really popular or a popular motivation for being a premed, but it comes out in unexpected ways.
This spring, my phlebotomy class was mostly comprised of nursing assistant students from poor neighborhoods. However, the instructor kept talking about medical and physiological concepts (e.g. small needle gauge will cause hemolysis and distortion of blood results) that intersecting with both direct experience and material that I tutored frequently (well obviously, small needle gauge at high pressure would dramatically increase the Reynolds number of the blood flow, which increases turbulence and therefore explains increased observed hemolysis). To me, if I connect material to previous concepts that I have come across, the material is "solidified" or cross-linked. However, I became very unpopular among my classmates which is a huge problem when you need to find partners to help you practice venipuncture. The instructor explicitly asked me not to bring up ideas which were outside of scope of the class.
However, even this summer, when I have been taking an EMT-B class comprised of very rich and privileged first and second year premeds from very wealthy neighborhoods (I did not expect this), this hasn't reversed. A lot of the material reminds me of my own experiences (I have had to be intubated while awake, I've had to drink 4 gallons of PEG solution for a lithium overdose, I've been hit by a car and sent to trauma ER, I've been transported unresponsive to the ER a lot) and when classmates were blaming a 15-year-old mom who got pregnant at age 12 (the instructor was recalling a call he went out on), I reminded them that 75% of all teenage pregnancies involve a father older than the age of 18 (essentially, child sexual abuse) and the classroom became uncomfortably silent.
Classmates freely socialize with each other but not me, which is an issue because I am trying to practice for the practical exam that is coming up in a few weeks. I try my best to shut my mouth and not talk, but it's really hard to keep my mouth shut at times because it's very uncomfortable when parts of the material directly relate to something you did, happened to you, that you have strong memories of, even if only conceptual (maybe this is the autistic part).