So I got a new phone yesterday, and I have been in fascination with it for the past day. I have been using a first generation colour mobile phone for around seven years. I am currently typing all of this from my xperia x10 mini. I’ve turned on all the apps and pumped up the music for total discharge. So I will keep this blog short. Exams coming up in three short weeks. So soon, so dead! Hope you all survive your finals. Study hard and I will see you on the other side. This may be my last proper blog, I might give vblogging a go, but that will wait till I buy a web cam in the post christmas sales. But until then, I shall save you from looking at my ugly face. Peace out!
Five percent remaining when I published!
One more day left before my mum and dad can finally shut up about the possibilities of me becoming a doctor. Ever since the young age of six or seven, my parents have always asked me what profession I would like to pursue in the future. As silly as this sounds, I wanted to be a doctor so I could reel in the money, little did I really know how much time and effort would be devoted to survive through university, internship, and then later specialising. A few years back, when that same question was asked, I really had no idea what to pick as a career. I was adamant that commerce was not part of my options. Engineering was definitely out as well. So it really left me toss between Science, Arts , and Medicine (at this point in time I did not even consider Physiotherapy). Medicine was always the options my parents pushed as the BEST and IDEAL career path to take. And I had been leaning that way through year 11 and 12. Why? I wanted to specialise as a Forensic Pathologist, like Ducky on NCIS and Cam on Bones. There wouldn’t be a need for patient interaction. And I would have a 9-5pm working day. Perfect hours for raising children. So, I guess I was excited by the possibility that I could become a Forensic Pathologist in the future. However, shock horror, came UMAT, and the results. I thought I still would have the chance to enter medicine, and so did my dad as well. But waiting for offers of interview, there was really only dissapointment. So with medicine off the choice list, it would only seem logical to choose Advanced Science and enter through transfer. I had a chat with my cousin’s wife ( is there a special title I’m supposed to call her by?). They are both doctors, but she completed a science degree before post graduate medicine. She shared her insight into postgraduate medicine, and basically said that if she had the choice to repick her first degree, she would’ve chosen a degree that would allow her to start working, such as Physiotherapy. Her insight really influenced my UAC preferences. I worried about the possibility of not being able to gain entry into medicine through doing an Advanced Science degree. Then having finished the degree, having no real great employment opportunities, besides research which to me did not seem enticing one bit. So I pulled B.App Sc (Physiotherapy) from the sea of choices which I had previously said no to, and pushed it to number 1, demoting all the other preferences of Medicine, Science/Arts one rank lower. I was satisfied. I’m one of those who don’t like to make hard decisions, so it was easy enough.
Now skipping to UMAT applications 2010, I didn’t really want to move out Physiotherapy. However, my dad was insisting I re-take UMAT one more time to see if I could possibly grasp that last chance of entering under-graduate medicine. I was really reluctant to listen to what my dad said to do but I still applied. Leading up to UMAT, my preparation consisted of two practice exams provided by ACER, with my dad also doing them so we could discuss methods of thinking in answering the questions. I tried my best during the long 3hours of UMAT, and after it, I really had no expectations of how I would perform. I was only really hoping that I wouldn’t perform well so I wouldn’t have to make the hard decision of picking between two professions which I have alot of respect for. So comes UMAT results, I wanted to know how I went to find out if I would have to apply UAC and complete all the other applications which went to a complete waste last year. I performed the same as last year, which took the weight off my shoulders. No more medicine, for now at least. My dad constantly reminded me that MAYBE, that MAYBE I would be able to secure a place for an interview. Sure I could’ve put in an application through to UAC and all the other universities, but I chose not to. I guess it came down to the difference between undergraduate and postgraduate medicine degrees. I keep hearing stories of fellow Rusians skipping medicine lectures, crashing tutorials just for their own convenience. I just don’t really like this attitude people take towards any degree they are doing, but when it is for something like Medicine, lets just say, there are so many other people who are much more dedicated and devoted to completing that medicine degree than those who think they are on top of the world for getting into medicine. With that said, I have lost alot of respect for the collective medicine undergraduate body, but I really respect those who care, go to all the lectures and tutorials. I would want you as my doctor. As for postgraduates, they’ve actually been through a first degree, and are serious about pursuing medicine as a career. Or even postgraduates in general. Might be my gross generalisation, but they work harder, and are more mature in their thinking, which is totally suitable for doctors. So with that line of thinking, I really didn’t want to be assosciated with a group of people who have the wrong attitude towards their studies , when in a matter of years they will be in charge of lives.
So this is where this long (short rant) reflection on me and medicine ends. I don’t know if I will take up medicine after I finish Physiotherapy, but if I do, I would become a pretty damn good doctor.
Try harder please
Time to update this spot after much hiatus.
After after reading Bosco’s and Belle’s hectic weeks, I appreciate my freedom alot more but still nearly half way through the semester, haven’t put myself down to any study. Mid-semesters looming and I’m not panicking…
Here’s a snapshot of my university weeks
6:30-6:55- Wake up
Before 7:30- Shower, Eat , Check E-mail
7:30 – Dad drives me to Uni. I haven’t driven in the morning for a while because I ceebs. Got my learner hours already so why bother heh. On the way, we will be listening to the Kyle and Jackie O Show.
8:00- Arrive at uni, pick up the SMH and read, or study, but for the past few weeks, have been reading all the politics.
9:00-10:00 – Anatomy Lecture. The one lecture no one can ever afford to skip.
10:00-10:30- Resistance Training: In order to learn how to build muscle for our muscle mechanics subject, everyone’s been forced to undertake a Resistance Training Program for Biceps on a Preacher Bench. 1 warm up set, 3 training sets. We found out our training weights from the first practical where we tried to find the weight which we could only do one repetition. From that, Training Weight is 80%, with Warm Up as 60% of that weight. We’re all partnered up to spot each other for our trainings but more than likely, it’ll be 6-8 of us together training using the same bench, taking turns doing repetitions. At the beginning of the training program, my one Repetition Maximum was 12.5kg but this possibly could be more or less since the weights jumped from 10,12.5,15kg etc. Now I’m currently training on 12.5kg, hoping to hit 15kg by the end of the program!
10:30-12:00- Basketball/Gym- Full workout.
12:00-3:00 Grab some lunch, and attempt to ‘study.’ I think I’ll actually do some study tomorrow since I’m like 2 weeks away from the first mid sems.
3:00-5:00- Muscle Mechanics- Literally learning about muscles,structure, how they generate force. Our lecturer keeps us somewhat engaged with demonstrations of people pulling on ropes, standing on trolleys. Not alot of content covered in these lectures because frankly, there isn’t much.
5:30-6:30- Whenever my dad picks me up and takes me home.
6:30 onwards- Shower,Dinner,Use computer, Study(none)
Same as Monday until after Anatomy Lecture
10:00-11:00 Chill with Physio Buddies until our Muscle Mechanics Practical, Or I go to the gym with other Physios.
11:00-12:00 Muscle Mechanics Practical- Lesson content varies week to week but has got to do with something we’re learning in our lectures.
12:00-1:00 Grab lunch before going to Lunchtime Bible Teaching
1:00-2:00 Chilling with Physio Buddies, Study
2:00-3:00- Neuroscience, for the past few weeks we’ve been focussing on the anatomy but now have moved towards functions. Our lecturer for Neuroanatomy loves to give lollies out to people answering her questions. Keeps us motivated I guess. Too bad we only have one more lecture with her.
3:00-4:45- Catch Train to Parramatta and tutor Japanese.
4:45-5:15- Bus home
5:15 onwards- Dinner, Use Computer, Study
Same as Monday and Tuesday but…
8:00 – Neuroscience Lecture
9:00- Anatomy Lecture
10:00-Health Science and Research Tutorials (every two weeks)- Basically, learning how to write up a research report, topic on the link between smoking and health.Really dry and boring stuff I guess, but our tutor/lecturer is so enthusiastic about it, she should get a medal for it.
11:00-12:00- Resistance Training/Gym/Study
12:00-1:00- Growth Groups/ Bible Study with our First Year Physios
1:00-2:00 – Health Science and Research- Research Methods………quite the boring lectures, less than 25% of us turn up to these lectures.
2:00-3:00- Neuroscience Lecture
3 onwards- go home and do stuff
Skipping to 8am
8:00 Health Science and Research- 8am lectures generally don’t attract too many people but when you put it with this subject, literally no one comes except diligent physios. I come because I’m there early in the morning.
9:00-11:00 – Neuroscience Tutorial – I can have a pretty long rant about my tutors BUT i won’t unleash it here.
12:30- Go home and yada yada
Skip to 9am
9:00-11:00 Anatomy Labs- Learning material from our lectures on the real specimens. Moving down from the pelvis to the foot. The foot is really a mess, it’s worse than the hand in terms of navigating in it.
11:00-11:30 Resistance Training
2:00- Meet Quentin to have lunch and read bible. If you want to join us, please do🙂
4:00- 6:00- Kendo Training. Most trainings kill me but the last few weeks have been very nice, meaning we’re not training hard enough!
6:00 Go home unless having dinner with you awesome friends. Should we make Friday Night Dinners a weekly thing?
Or replace Kendo with working at ANZ Stadium.
But yes, that’s a very quick rundown of my uni week. It is so empty and relaxing. I bet you are all jealous and wished you did Physiotherapy, because it is so awesome. Nah, what should be there is at least 5-10+ hours of study which I haven’t been doing since Semester Started. Been mainly recapping on what we covered in the lectures for the day. Ok, maybe I am screwed for my mid semesters.