What a Year It Has Been

Just over a year ago I took a road trip before beginning a much longer journey. That longer journey is about to hit a major milestone: the transition from PA-S1 (Physician Assistant-Student 1st year) to PA-S2. The only thing standing in the way is a comprehensive exam this coming Wednesday.

I’m sitting here in my pajamas and in the middle of mixed emotions.

I’m excited to be almost done with my first year. I’m thrilled I did as well as I did. I’ve mentioned in the past that my undergrad GPA wasn’t very good. I’ve said that I’m proof that one could graduate in the bottom 10% of ones class and still be successful. And I like to think I’ve been successful in IT for the past 3 decades. And yet, I’ve still felt a bit of shame over that GPA. And I had been convinced for decades that it meant I’d never be able to get a Master’s degree. Even after getting into PA school, I had some doubts. I still feel that while undergraduate GPA can often be a predictor of ones success in grad school immediately after getting an undergraduate degree, I was pretty confident that it didn’t fully define me 3 decades later. However, convincing most schools of that is impossible. I’ve mentioned in the past that the vast majority of PA schools have an absolute cut-off at 3.0. This ruled out a number of schools for me. So I was grateful when Arcadia took a chance on me. So I’ve spent much of the past year proving to myself I was better than my undergrad days and showing Arcadia, that they had made the right choice.

And now my GPA (I’m still waiting for a few minor adjustments) shows I was right in thinking I could do better and proves they were right to give me a chance an

But I also feel a bit lost right now. While I need to and will study for that comprehensive, the pressure is mostly off. Today feels a bit weird. For the first time in about a year, I’m not worried about my next grade.

And I’m aquiver with anticipation. I start my first clinical rotation in about a month. That’s a whole new thing. I’m feeling pretty confident about it, but it will be a very different experience with different grading criteria.

I’m also feeling a bit bittersweet. Because my first rotation will be remote, I will be leaving my apartment for possibly the last time on Wednesday. It seems weird to have basically setup a home here for nearly a year. It’s not much and not a place I’d want to live forever, but it’s still been a home to me. So there’s that.

So here I am. Year One of PA school basically over and my emotions are all over the place.

But I’m sitting here with a smile. I’ve made it this far. I’m one step closer to becoming a PA.

One more Milestone

Today was my last in-person lecture of my didactic year.

There’s a couple of key qualifying words there.

In-person: I still have a few recorded lectures I have to work through

I also have one more live, but Zoomed lecture to attend.

And we have a few on-campus items like Clinical skills I have to attend, but those are skills sessions, not lectures.

I have as of writing this, four exams (well they call one a quiz, but it’s basically an exam) for four classes and then a comprehensive exam that covers everything I was supposed to learn in the last year.

That’s my long, complicated way of saying I’m extremely close to being done with my didactic year!

My biggest risk right now is “short-timer’s” disease and getting sloppy.

So back to the books for me!

The Third Greatest Mistake…

The second of course is going up against a Sicilian when death is on the line, is changing your answers on an exam at the last minute when you were super confident at first.

And doing it twice.

This has weighed a bit on my mind for the last day and a half. For my Surgery class this semester we had 4 exams. First one I did well enough on, second was so so, and the third I rocked it. Honestly, I wasn’t worried about the 4th. While not mathematically impossible to fail the class at this point, it would have been extremely difficult to fail the class. But obviously, I wanted to do as well as I could. My grade had me in a solid 3.3 range which is sort of my target goal. To end up with a 3.0 would have required me to perform particularly poorly on the exam. I wasn’t too worried about that. On the flip side, I realized it was just within my reach to end up with a 3.7. I didn’t think it was likely, but would have been nice.

Anyway, I walked out of the test, after changing two answers. Now to be fair, one I really was 50/50 on. The other, I reasoned myself out of the correct answer. I knew as soon as I got to my apartment and checked myself I had changed them wrongly.

Well, you can guess it. Had I gotten those two right, I’d have gotten the 3.7. Honestly, I was sort of hoping to do a bit worse, as in had I gotten one more answer wrong, I could at least reassure myself I didn’t talk myself out of the 3.7. But nope. It was just down to those two questions.

I do know one of the other questions I got wrong and honestly, I simply didn’t know the answer. I’m ok with that. We’re not expected to be perfect.

Oh well.

At this point, Surgery is the only class I’m completely done with in terms of all my testing. That grade is locked in.

I still have 7 more classes where I still have final quizzes or exams or other items due. One of those is Pharmacology and Therapeutics III. I’m a long ways from where I was at the start of the semester where I was afraid I’d fail it. Failing now is almost mathematically impossible. I have one last exam in that class. I’ve been meeting with the professor on our campus who is in charge of the class and it’s really helped. The next and final exam is back to an area I have some difficulty in, namely antibiotics, but she was able to give me some suggestions on how to study for the exam, so I’m hoping to do well enough on it.

So long and short, stuff is going well, and I have to remind myself that sometimes changing the answer without a real good reason is the wrong choice.

Just over three more weeks of classes and exams for this semester.

Then one final comprehensive exam and my didactic year will be over. I can’t wait.