The case I was going to present was given to me eleven days ago. ELEVEN DAYS AGO.
There was this really good case which my groupmate did not want to take. He already had a case (the one given to the group as a requirement) and with Block Finals coming up, he didn’t want to go to the bother of making another history and physical exam and plan of management. I was next in line so I volunteered.
Most people get their case five to seven days before they present. The unluckier ones get cases three days prior.
I, on the other hand, am more than lucky. I am extremely lucky, because aside from getting my case 11 days prior, there was going to be no Module Exam on Monday. Most people have to juggle studying for module exam & preparing for their CP. The unluckiest have in addition to those, a Clinicopathologic Case Presentation. Not me.
I had a lot of time in my hands so I did not worry. And so “I’ll do it tonight” turned to “I’ll do it tomorrow” which turned to “I’ll do it on weekend” until I woke up on a Monday morning with a case presentation 25% done. The presentation was going to be the next day.
Anxiety turned to mild panic. To finish on time, I absolutely had to stay up the whole night. However, my good intentions were no match for my inherent abnormal sleepiness. I woke up at twelve midnight, still without a differential diagnosis and a plan of management, with no clue on how to proceed. I worked feverishly at an agonizingly slow pace until 3:30 in the morning, fell asleep, woke up at 6:30, went into another panic mode, and finally… FINALLY… finished at 12 noon.
*Sigh*
Some lessons I just never learn.
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