At some point, I probably should’ve learned something about histology, because it seems to be the key to differentiating the 40 million different types of glomerular diseases.
What I’m Apparently Supposed To Be Thinking: “Hmm.. podocyte foot process effacement and sclerosis of a portion of the glomerular tuft.”
What I’d Like To Soon Be Thinking: “There is something deeply wrong with that glomerulus.”
What I’m Actually Thinking: “Kidney.”
(… The sad thing is, I’d actually be proud to know it was a kidney by this picture alone, and can only be certain because, you know, hey – that’s, you know, what we’re studying these days.)
Yeah, it’s gonna be a long weekend.
I just thought, “Hm. Pink.”
Uuuuuggggghhhhhh, histology. Ugh. Ugh. The only thing worse than histology was pathology (at least in histo, all the slides are nominally normal) because a) by then I had mostly forgotten what normal looked like so how could I tell if what I was looking at was abnormal? b) I didn’t have a nice color atlas with important structures neatly labeled as a reference to compare my slide to and help me find things, and c) I realized that there are a heck of a lot more ways for something to be abnormal than normal. Like you, I was super happy when I was able to identify the organ a slice came from. There was a guy in my group who’s a histo/path rockstar, who made no effort to conceal what an idiot he thought I was, which was at least good for some entertainment. Plus I never ever ever for one second wanted to be a pathologist, so I’m not as worried about not getting it as I would be about something more medical. But hoo boy, am I glad to be done with those classes!!!
What OMDG said.
What Dr Grumpy said.
What MedicalRose said.
My memories of histology are:
– drawing so many circles that my hand cramped. Though difficult to avoid given the enormous number of nuclei encountered in the process.
– Also, feeling slightly cross-eyed after long periods of microscope staring.
Apparently I didn’t remember too much else because… what Not House said.
I wish you well on your histology journey – may your hands remain nimble and your eyes perfectly straight! 😉
What Not House said.