One Last Day at the Clinic

Last Tuesday I spent my last day at the clinic. It was a very nice day, because I all I did was shadow, no filing. I had a chance to talk with almost all of the providers one last time. And one of the doctors ended up sitting down with me for about 30 minutes to answer so questions and make me a surprising future business offer (mostly in jest).

I really enjoyed working at the clinic. Not only learning all of the medical stuff, but also how a medical clinic is run. It was odd at times being in on some "interesting" procedures. And uncomfortable seeing people I knew come through the office. But these are things I will have to learn to deal with as a doctor, so I'm sure that it was very good practice, and that I got a few of the harder lessons out of the way.

On Tuesday, I also ran into someone that has always been really encouraging to me about my goal of being a doctor. He was my physical therapist when I injured my knee two years ago and bruised/broke my leg last summer. He is a wonderful Christian guy, that has given me lots of great advice not only about being pre-med but also about the importance of balancing academics, social relationships, and your relationship with God. It was really nice to see him again before I head out to college. I hope that I will not be in need to his professional services again, so it was really nice to say good bye.

One of the other great things about working in the clinic this summer has been the friendships I have made with the doctors that work there. I know that in a less than a year and a half I will be applying to medical school. And having someone (with MD after their name) to write me a letter of recommendation is a good step toward that.


Cheers!

Your Literary Junkophile.




Amendment 1: I am hopeful that I will be able to work at the same clinic next summer.

Amendment 2: I have a brief funny story. I had one of my friends come up to me at church and ask me for details on the "interesting" procedures that I had seen. Now, when I say "interesting" I really mean not church appropriate. So I was standing in the middle of the sanctuary trying to come up with a good and subtle way to explain some of the more private things people come see their doctor about to my (at the time) clueless friend.