Today we started our Physical Diagnosis class! Real doctor things, people! Asking other M1s to say “aaah” and waving around absurdly expensive sticks of light!
And you know what? It turns out – after learning the order of the “complete physical exam” – that I’ve never even had a complete physical exam done on me, which brings up all sorts of suspicious questions.
(I mean – scalp exam? Rhine test? Weber test? No way. Believe me – If someone had hit a tuning fork on a counter and then stuck it awkwardly on top of my head like a hat, I would’ve remembered.)
Anyway, so our first Physical Diagnosis small group session:
Preceptor: Okay, so what do we think of Jenny’s physical appearance? Healthy, right?
Group of MS1s: Yep!
Preceptor: So we’d note the pimples and acne scars, then move onto the vital signs.
Jenny: … Uh, wh-?
Preceptor: Okay! Who’s next?
Me: … *casually slinks down in chair until invisible*
It’s gonna be a long semester, folks.