All I can say is that so far, this is not at all what I expected.
Monday, we got our ginormous "comp care" binders which have this huge threat? warning? whatever it is, it's telling me that I better figure out what's going on and fast! And then, in true BCD fashion, the page quickly tells me that all of this could change in a second so everything I learned before will then be useless. Classic. The problem was that I didn't get much of a chance to sit down with this book all week. And come Friday, I wished I had. That whole "knowledge of the contents" part, you know.
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So much sitting and listening, just like D1 orientation. But this time, we get the clinic directors rotating in and out telling us how things run in their clinic. Of course, we get information that contradicts what we've been told before, and most of the time, people can't answer our questions. I spent Mon-Thrusday without patients, so I used my time to consult with professors about my denture patient, plan out his care, and study up on the xrays for my patient on Friday. I also had time to clean out my locker and get all my instruments sterilized for the upcoming rush.
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Wednesday, I was in class until 10am and then spent the day at lunch and then shopping with mom. That's my idea of summer school.
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Thursday we placed rubber dam on each other, and all I can say is I hope to never have to enjoy that experience again. It's just that I'm a mouth breather (which is a bad thing) and it kinda made me panic a bit.
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Friday was slow in the morning, but once 1:30 rolled around, I was sprinting until 5pm. My poor patient. He told me he wanted to finish the consults since he lives an hour away, but I don't think he (or I) knew what all that would entail and we were both exhausted when all was said and done. Oral diagnosis was great. It took an hour, and I actually did a pretty good job diagnosing all the cavities and my patient is great.
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Now, up to the 3rd floor for consults. Thank God Stephen was up there and free to help me get set up and on the right track (this would be the point at which knowing that entire binder would have helped).
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Operative consult, check. Preventive consult, check. And then they decided to take intraoral photos which was a bit of a circus, but that's ok. Fixed consult, here we go. This turned into an endo consult and then back to preventive and then we're throwing in nightguards and fluoride scripts and on and on. Once we finally got that all into Axium (grrr...) I had to go back to the operative consult to enter in the treatment because that professor was not helpful enough to guide me through the process (for my first time) and ask to sign off on my treatment plan. So, I finally got it all in the silly computer and got the script signed (to which the professor said, "Your patient is still here?) and we could finally go home (well, I could after I raced downstairs to clean up my chair, then back upstairs to clean up that chair).
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Did I mention that I had a runny/stuffy nose all day? By the time I got to Mom and Dad's to meet up for margarita night, I was officially working on being sick and now I've been on the couch all weekend. Gotta get better to see a patient on Monday!
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Please, Lord, let him come back and get treatment from me! I sure hope I didn't scare him away with our marathon appointment! Lesson learned: 2-3 appointments are the absolute limit with 2 being a much better option!
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