I am halfway through my first semester of PA school and I. Have. Survived. This is doable.
. . . But all the 2nd years say that the Fall semester is when everyone wants to drop out--eek. I am clinging to the Lord and His promises. He is my joy, my strength, and my song. He has called me here for the moment and has promised to never leave me. He will give strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow. My worth is in Him and in nothing else--no strength, no power, no wisdom.
I realized today that 13 months from now I will be starting my clinical year--Merciful Heavens! It's going by quickly and deep inside I want to make didactic year at least a year longer--just to make sure I'm prepared. Then I look back on ALL that I've learned so far this summer and I know I will be ready. There will be a learning curve, yes. I will never have ALL the answers like I secretly wish (even 20 years into my practice), but part of my training is to recognize and utilize the built-in 2nd opinion that I have in my supervising physician, and that will be a wonderful thing.
Coming up this week: pharmacology test on Monday, Physiology test on Thursday (yes, the day after the 4th--enjoy some boiled peanuts and fireworks for me because I'll be in the library studying), and the beginning of the BIG anatomy unit: head and neck (favorite!).
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