Oh yeah, did I mention last Wednesday was the day we got our Step 1 scores back?
Scratch that pretty nervous bit...I was batshit crazy that day. I was shaky. I was nauseous. I was a total freaking mess. Add on an exam over a procedure I had never done before and for which I was ill-equipped...my stress level was at 11.
I performed the procedure the best I could (without local anesthesia, hemostats, packing strips, sterile freaking anything) and was complimented by the standardized patient afterwards that I was well studied and he felt safe in my hands. He said it was obvious I knew what I should be doing and did a good job of executing it. Then he told me that I seemed a little nervous and rushed...
|and I did this.|
|Not that I can blame him.|
Meanwhile my fellow classmates were looking at their Step 1 scores. (They came out during the time my exam was schedule.) So I returned to our little waiting room to get my backpack and saw two good friends and had to recount the story for them...all the while crying more. They, of course, had seen their scores, done exceptionally well, and were as supportive as possible but still had a faint look of fear on their face. I continued to cry for the next 30 minutes and then finally was able to lock it up during lunch. Talk about a lesson in humility!
So there's that.