I’ve been wanting to share the anatomy practical experience…it’s something else. I kind of like it. It’s the closest thing to the Triwizard Tournament in which I’ve ever participated…hmm…maybe I need to get on a broom and play quidditch more frequently.
In groups of 40, our professors and TAs bring us into one of the anatomy labs. Pen and paper in hand, we’re still in the usual scrubs and gloves because we’re allowed to touch the various identifications but, as Dr. Rubinstein says, “You break it, you eat it.” We situate ourselves such that we’re each next to a numbered label, a tag attached to a portion of the body (two per body), or radiograph, or bone. And then Dr. White’s voice pierces though, “Go forth!” After 60 seconds, one of the TAs announces “switch!” or “rotate!” and we move on to the next station.
Some tags are just that…numbers pinned into organs, muscles, nerves, blood vessels, bones, etc…and we just have to identify them…of course, easier said than done. I think my favorite station was that of a colon, completely separate from any cadaver, piled (the biggest colon known throughout the MS1s) and folded in any which way on a table, with a small #29 tag (soggy and barely legible) attached to a thin piece of yarn that gently encircled an artery. If only there was a fly on the wall to watch the panic streak across everyone’s face as s/he got to that table and began to frantically fumble around an over-sized colon, attempting to discern exactly which part of the colon the artery was supplying.
Other stations were numbers and questions:
“What three bones articulate with this bone?”
On the radiograph: “At which vertebrae is this cross section?”
“What nerve innervates this muscle?”
60 seconds for each, and there’s no turning back. It’s pretty invigorating, really…and mildly terrifying, but no more than any mind game against yourself.
The next practical is a group exam. I am…cautiously optimistic.