Last week I worked like a busy bee on my research manuscript. The writing continues again starting Monday. Womp womp. I’ve come to the realization that I dislike research for several reasons. Firstly, I am a horrid writer. The thoughts come together in my head, but they do. not. translate onto my paper.
Truth time: I scored in the 9th percentile on the writing portion of the MCAT. As in 91% of people who took the MCAT scored higher than me on the writing section. And…I have told people that English is my second language. Yikes. I know.
The second reason I’m not a huge fan of doing research is that it takes so long to produce a final product. And even when you do write an abstract and a manuscript, you then have to wait to see if that abstract gets accepted at a conference and for the manuscript to be published in a journal. And the chance of being accepted to the conference I want and being published in my first choice journal is not as high as I would like (considering all the blood, sweat, and tears going into my project!)
But, the fact that I don’t love research is actually great since I am going to be a clinician anyways!
One of my interests in medicine is women’s health. My research project for the summer is actually in the Ob/Gyn department, and I am potentially interested in pursuing that specialty. Although I am doubtful that I’m cut out for the surgery lifestyle. Anyways, on Tuesday I shadowed a reproductive endocrinologist. A reproductive endocrinologist is a doctor who goes through the traditional 4-year Ob/Gyn residency then completes a 3-year fellowship in reproductive endocrinology. Reproductive endocrinologists address hormonal issues relating to reproduction and infertility.
I saw some pretty cool cases while shadowing. One couple was considering IVF, but struggling with how it goes against their religion. I have trouble with the whole medicine conflicting with religion thing. I just can’t fathom letting my religion get in the way of something as serious/amazing/life-changing/life-defining as having a child. But, that is an entire post of it’s own. I also saw a couple come in with their baby who had been successfully born via IVF, and that was pretty amazing. It would be such a fulfilling career to help people who struggle with infertility become pregnant. If I do decide on Ob/Gyn, I could definitely see myself going into reproductive endocrinology.
Tuesday night, Dan and I grilled steaks and asparagus. We had some cornbread and pesto pasta salad as well. After living together for 2.5 weeks, we managed to cook 1 meal together. Dan and I are on different work/eating schedules. He usually doesn’t get home from work until 7pm. And, I am usually pretty hungry for dinner by 5pm. So, we usually do our own thing for dinner. But, it’s nice to plan 1 or 2 meals to make together during the week. This week we are grilling shrimp! I will just have to eat an afternoon snack to hold me over.
And Dan even volunteered to do the dishes Tuesday night! How’d I get so lucky!?
It’s bed time now, but there’s a lot I want to tell you about my weekend, and also my (possible) return to running, so I’ll update soon!