Module 11 Placement: Week 1 (Psychiatry)

“Suicide is not about wanting to die, it’s about not wanting to live.”

Psychiatry is tough. Very sad and very intense- on arrival on my first day at the hospital with Mental Health Liaison, I didn’t even get a chance to take my coat off before we were told that we had to go do a suicide risk assessment on a patient that had been referred to the team. Yikes.

We’ve only practised on actors, so to be told to do a proper assessment on an actual patient was quite the challenge. I’m  not going to say it went okay, because confirming for yourself that yes, someone does want to kill themselves is never okay, but we were direct with our questions, and documented our findings in the notes, so we did it to best of our ability.

The remainder of our first week was pretty much more of the same- get there in the morning, given new patient to go see (usually referred to psych with low mood), assess their mental state, and present findings to the team. By lunch time we would be quite drained, so we were allowed to call it a day by about 2 in the afternoon, so that was good.

This week I saw a patient with schizophrenia for the first time, and what an experience it was. As we were talking to her, she seemed quite distracted and kept looking to the side, and it was only midway through the consultation that it dawned on me that it was the voices she was hearing that were distracting her. So it was really interesting to see how auditory hallucinations actually present in real life.

On a positive note, I’m walking without crutches now! Physiotherapy is tough but it’s going well, and it’s so great to be on two feet again, especially when my lasting memory placement at this hospital last term is the exhaustion from hobbling around the paediatric department… ahh, what a journey it’s been. Thanking God for progress, determined to be able to walk without a limp with time!
(If you, or anyone you know, needs help, has been feeling very low, or just wants someone to talk to, call the Samaritans on 08457 90 90 90 (UK). Please don’t suffer in silence; there are options, you are not alone.)


Module 10 Placement: Weeks 3 & 4

Paeds OSCE is over, hallelujah!

Overall it wasn’t too bad but as always, I made silly mistakes, so it’s in God’s hands now! The OSCE was at the hospital I did my module 2 placement in, so it was good to see my PBL tutor from first year again. No matter what my results turn out to be, I’m just glad that I was allowed to do the OSCE on crutches; they even made adjustments to make things easier for me, so that was much appreciated.

So how were the final two weeks of placement?

The snow/ice definitely made getting around on crutches a bit trickier, but massive thanks to York Girl for being such a babe and driving me in, so nice!

I got to sit in and observe some great clinics – particular highlights were Gastro and Neonatal Outpatients, where one of the doctors said that I had the “makings of a great paediatrician” after I did some accurate developmental assessments; that really made my day!

Paediatric BLS was pretty fun; I got a lot of time to work out the logistics of getting down to the floor from my crutches to do compressions, and our tutor was very patient and understanding. BLS ended up being one of my smoothest stations in the OSCE, so hopefully the examiner thought so too.

I started neonatal week with a Baby Check Clinic, which involved head to toe assessments of new born babies, and it was the cutest morning of my life to date OMG. So. Many. Babies. It really was adorable and I almost couldn’t cope.

During a SCBU (Special Care Baby Unit) ward round, I learned so much about the complexities of balancing family dramas with social care intervention, and ofcourse, managing the patients’ conditions. So. Much. Drama. I was just in awe of the patience of the healthcare workers in dealing with it all, because boy oh boy, if I could write up some of the stuff I’ve heard…

Being on SCBU was quite something for me because The Keen One a.k.a. Kenny and I spent the first weeks on our lives in SCBU, as we were born quite early, so seeing little twins there made me think, “I was one of you!”

The neonatal unit was soooo cute though! (Yes, I know I’m massively overusing the word ‘cute’ but IT REALLY WAS). The ward gets quite a lot of knitted things given to them, so the extra toys are put out for anyone to take, as long as they give a donation. So ofcourse I had to get some:

Cute toy

During my neonatal nursing session, I got to feed and carry some of the babies, and it was just everything. They were so small and I got so broody and it was the best. I have no pictures of myself with the babies (professionalism and all that), so here I am with a bae(by):

Me and bae(by)

Placement ended with a mock OSCE that was really helpful, and made me feel less worried about the real thing, so again, praying I’ve done okay!

Overall, Module 10 was great – I enjoyed placement so much, and I was really blown away by everyone’s kindness. I’m positive that I want to do paeds in the future, so I’m glad that after years of wanting to get to 4th year to see if it was for me, it really lived up to my expectations. YAY 🙂


Module 10 Placement: Week 2

Guess who’s now on 50% weight bearing??

I had the first of the wedges removed from my boot yesterday, so I can start to put a bit more weight on my healing leg, yay for progress!

Second week of paeds placement has seen me battling an awful cough and cold, which hasn’t been great, but lozenges and water have kept me going. I’ve mostly spent my time in various clinics, but I’m still enjoying it though, so I haven’t been put off quite yet.

Neuro clinic was particularly interesting because I saw 14 year old twins with Charcot Marie Tooth, so that was pretty cool. Their personalities reminded me a lot of The Keen One a.k.a Kenny and I, so getting to examine them was really fun.

Paediatric Physio was a bit of a bummer because a lot of the patients didn’t turn up for their appointments, but I got to sit in a Talipes Clinic and watch as they put a Ponseti method cast on the patient’s legs, so it wasn’t too bad.

If you’ve ever wanted to know what it’s like to do a paediatric simulation session with reduced mobility/on one leg, you’re in the right place because it’s actually not too bad! I was hopping all over the place (my balance has gotten quite good over the last few weeks), but doing an ABC assessment was okay. So I’m feeling a bit less stressed about being on crutches for the OSCE.

Prescribing will always be my Everest, but getting there slowly…


Module 10 Placement: Week 1

I’ll start with the less cheerful stuff, because I might as well get it out of the way.

The lowest point of this week was crying in the doctors office. I was aching all over from hobbling from our clinical skills building to the ward for an impromptu ward round, which I was 20 minutes late to. I absolutely hate being late to things so that made me feel crap, I’d just had an IV drug session that didn’t go too well, and I was just so frustrated by my immobility, because I’d thought that having the cast off would give me more freedom. I’m still on crutches, so yeah, that sucked.

And now, on to the good things.


This is definitely what I want to do because I’m really enjoying it so far, and for the first time ever, I’ve wanted to stay longer in clinics. I just love how varied it is, because paediatrics covers such a wide age range, so I’ve seen different presentations and conditions on the ward and in clinics.

I just love kids so much! Paeds is definitely making me broody, but I’ve always enjoyed working with children. Having a younger brother and young cousins, as well as being a Sunday school teacher in the past, has given me a lot of experience with being around young children, so interacting with and examinining them comes a bit easier to me.

Being on crutches for the placement I’ve been looking forward to most sucks, yes, but I can start doing some toe touch weight bearing now, so less stress on my wrists on the crutches, yay!

I continue to be blown away by the thoughtfulness of people towards me; from York Girl’s car lifts (so blessed that we’re in the same group), to the patience and understanding of consultants when I arrive late, and the clinical skills staff putting out chairs with pillows on them for me in teaching sessions, everyone has been really kind.

Scrubs and Crutches

We’ve had quite a lot of teaching on Safeguarding Children and Non-Accidental Injury this week, which has been pretty heavy and harrowing, but ofcourse, very important.

Another low part of this week was getting told off and asked to leave theatre, as the Sister nurse said me being there on crutches was a health and safety hazard, and that it was wrong of me to come. I tried to explain to her that the medical school and surgeon I was following had okayed it, but she wouldn’t budge and kept telling me to leave.

As you can imagine, this made me quite upset, and I got teary again because I don’t take well to being shouted at unfairly. It was particularly frustrating because I’d arrived just before 7am to follow a patient through their journey before and after surgery, so I was missing him being put under anaesthetic.

I was found by the consultants in my teary state, and they got really annoyed at the Sister’s dismissal of me. So they called a meeting with her team and fought my corner, arguing that it was unfair for me to miss out on important teaching when I was in no one’s way in theatre. They took full responsibility for any repercussions that might come about from me being in there, and even provided a stool for me to sit on, so that I could be comfortable as I watched the procedure.

I was just speechless and blown away by kindness again, how nice of them, right?

I was super proud of myself for managing to fit into scrubs- my first time wearing trousers in over a month. Can you tell that these are extra extra large bottoms that I’m wearing to fit my boot??

Scrubs and Crutches 2

Overall week 1 of paeds has been quite eventful; can’t wait to see what next week will bring!


Surviving 3rd Year of Medical School

I have cried more this year than any other year so far, fact. To say that I found year 3 difficult would definitely be an understatement, because it seriously drained me.

So when I checked my results and saw that I passed everything, I was too shocked to cry. All I could do was thank God because it was really a miracle that got me through those exams. Especially the written papers- the year 3 short answer paper still makes me cringe when I think of it.

On reflection, there are a couple of things I could have done differently to make this year a bit easier for myself…

1. Taking on a student job in the toughest year of med school, really, Tai? I did enjoy being a student caller, but I didn’t have to do as many shifts as I signed up for, and this was something that my boss only decided to tell me at the end of the campaign. Not so great.

2. Should’ve started revising earlier. I only really got into revision a couple of weeks before exams, so if I’d properly started over Easter like I’d planned, I would have been under less pressure towards the end.

3. Pastest is so much better than Pasmed for practise questions, and is so worth the money. I regret only getting it in June; so much wasted time!

4. Saying yes too much due to my fear of missing out (FOMO) cut into my revision time a lot. I need to bring back year 1 antisocial Tai during exams, because she was so much more on it.

5. Anatomy. And that’s all I have to say about that.

I’m sure there are other things I’ve missed out, but those are the main things I can think of for now. Ahh, 3rd year was definitely no joke, but it really made me trust in God’s will more, because I was comforted by the reminder that no matter what happened, He has a plan for my life.

My family and friends were also a great source of encouragement too, so I’m grateful to have them. Shout out to my housemates- from baking, to crappy TV (I genuinely enjoyed Love Island), to OSCE practise, and conversations in the kitchen, they have been so great, and I really don’t appreciate them enough.

Oh and before I forget: I was a really bad friend to someone who I really respect and count as one of my closest pals. So Samirah, here is another apology for the last day of term. It was really crap of me and I totally deserved your wrath.

So… yeah. My name is Taiwo and I’m a 4th year medical student. COOL.

P.S- I was recently informed that googling ‘manual handling’ has brought quite a few people in my year to this blog. I didn’t know what to say to that, and I still feel a bit awkward about it to be honest, but hi guys! Thanks for stopping by, I guess?


Module 6 Placement (Renal, Urology & Endocrine)

The last four weeks of placement have been very draining. Early buses and days filled with teaching, ward rounds and clinics have made it difficult for me to find time to revise for end of year exams, so my hopes of being able to post more frequent blog updates were dashed. Apologies to my keen readers, I can still see how many people are reading my posts, so I appreciate the views!

Anyway, how was placement? Well I’m still not a fan of the kidneys, but I don’t hate them as much as I did before. Nephrologists are pretty dang smart and seem to just have all the knowledge, so they’re pretty cool. One of the consultants we had teaching with spent one session going round the group, asking us questions individually, so that was very intense. The same consultant also put me on the spot during a ward round and asked me to take blood from a patient. I haven’t practised venepuncture since last year, so I was quite nervous, but luckily the patient had good veins, YAY.

Urology was very … meh. So many testicles and penises, and just no. Definitely not for me. I finally know the function of a scrotum though, so yay for that? Highlight of urology was getting to catheterise an actual patient in theatre, which was quite cool. Again, I was put on the spot by the surgeon, so I was very nervous because everyone was watching, but I got it in the urethra in one go, YAY.

(P.S. Shout out to the clinical skills tutor at the hospital I was in for being such a total babe, and I will explain why in another post, stay tuned x)

Finally, diabetes and endocrine. I really like endocrine – all the different axises and feedback mechanisms can get quite confusing not going to lie, but it all makes sense when you sit down and think things through. I find it similar to haematology in how it involves a lot of data interpretation and it’s a bit more chilled out, so I really enjoyed it. Diabetes was more dull because the diabetic clinics got quite repetitive, but the antenatal diabetes clinic was a particular highlight. SO MANY CUTE KIDS.

In other news, today was my end of module OSCE, which included stations on catheterisation, cannulation, data interpretation, as well as a shared decision communication skills station on dialysis. Overall it wasn’t too bad; there was definitely one station that I know I could have done better in, and I made some silly mistakes in other stations, but I’m glad it’s over and I can focus on written exams next week. Jesus, take the wheel!


I Hate The Kidneys (And Other Epiphanies)

Okay, hate might be a bit of a strong word. But I’m definitely finding renal physiology challenging. VERY challenging. Some of this stems from how I didn’t do A Level Biology, so I feel a bit behind on some of the basic kidney physiology, and I’ve had to do some catching up.

It’s not been too bad though; KhanAcademy videos have been very helpful, and I’ll even admit that I started with GCSE Bitesize and A Level textbooks to get to grips with the very basics, so those have been quite useful too. 

Epiphany 2: When you start questioning whether or not you need more than 4 hours of sleep is when you know you really need to go to sleep.

The above is quite self explanatory to be honest. New lows for me this term.

Epiphany 3: I am very irritable on limited sleep.

This is linked to epiphany 2, and it’s not much of an epiphany because I already knew this, but my cranky levels have sky rocketed this semester. I think it’s because I’ve been sleeping even less than normal, and when I’m tired I find most things annoying. Seriously. From people breathing too loud, to the way they talk; the most irritating thing is when people ask me if I’m okay. The frustrating thing is that I know that I’m being unreasonable and ridiculous, which makes me annoyed with myself, and then the whole cycle starts again.

Epiphany 4: I don’t like being set up with people.

It makes me feel uncomfortable when people who don’t know me well talk about my love life (or lack of one), and there are few things that put me off someone more than when I feel like I’m being pressured. I’m very much a ‘let the chips fall as they may’ person. 

Epiphany 5: I have missed blogging.

I take breaks from here when life gets hectic, and I feel like there are too many people in my head for me to honestly convey my thoughts. I’m feeling better though, so here’s to more frequent updates in the future, she blogged optimistically.