Finals Week

Saturday morning I shot up out of bed, full of worry about sitting in the NYU free clinic for hours and being late to work since my appointment was not until one in the afternoon. After doing some of my famed nagging during what was probably their first incoming call of the day they finally just told me to come in as early as I wanted and they would work me in. When I arrived the receptionist said, “Oh, Mr. Rexrode, we were told to look out for you,” ha. Within a few minutes I was given all my results (I’m immune to everything I needed to be, yay) and out of the door. The bad news is that one of the Dr.’s in the program noticed that they left some of my results out and I have to call them tomorrow and do some more nagging.
Afterward, I took a few minutes to enjoy the weather and walked through the awesome Union Sq. Saturday market (pic). They have all locally grown, mostly organic produce, meats, eggs, dairy, you name it.

Two practicals down so just one more to go followed my three finals in three hours on Monday, whoop! Today I took my second clinic practical which was for therapeutic procedures. My testing partner/pretend patient that I was paired with at random is the one person that no one wants to work with. He’s always coming in late, leaving early, full of lame excuses, and has already taken a leave of absence from the program once before joining our group. Since there was nothing I could do I decided to try making the best of it. Plus, I got great partners for my other two practicals so I couldn’t really complain. It was just my turn to do the time, ha. I requested that I go first during the testing, which he was ok with, so that if he pulled something crazy during his turn (which he did) it wouldn’t throw me off. I performed my modality of choice, lumbar traction, for my patient’s L4- L5 disc herniation pretty well in my opinion. During my partner’s turn, on the other hand, he chose Ultrasound to treat my metacarpal pain but had no idea how to operate the machine. After I painfully watched him fumble through trying to figure it out, probably for the first time because he never practiced, then fail at two more machines, he threw in the towel and I assume failed.

I’m so glad I went first! After all this drama I had to relax so this afternoon I took material for my final practical to the park to decompress. (Sun abotu to set behind the city in the pic)