Walking through Hell Day 1

Ok so exactly 30 days from today I will be sitting the supplementary exam for medicine. I need to come up with some sort of a study/play routine for the next 30 days. Whilst going to the gym daily has been super effective in distracting me from the shitstorm that my life is currently going through, it leaves me tired and with no energy to actually like bloody study. Therefore I believe a much needed change is called for.

I have decided to go to the gym once every day instead of the two times I normally do. At the gym my focus for the next month would mainly be on endurance training and for this I have devised a cardio plan which is as follows:

  1. Run 3.5km on the treadmill continuously every day at 10km/hr (progressively increasing to 5kms by the end of the month)
  2. Use the elliptical machine for 15 mins continuously at 90-100 rpm
  3. Use the cycling machine for 15 minutes straight every day
  4. I'd allow myself a total of 15 minutes of breaktime between the aforementioned exercises
PS: I hope I don't end up with HOCM as a result of all this running and bouncing about lol🙃

Now that the play part of the equation has been sorted out, I need to figure out the study part. 

My strategy going into the supplementary season in the broadest of terms is to simply be a big fish in a small pond. To this end I have decided to base ALL of my prep for the supplementary exam on step 2CK material. So far I've only really done cardiology well, speaking of which I diagnosed NSTEMI in a patient yesterday so kudos to me lol (I've attached a picture of the ECG below; it shows peaked T-waves; subsequent trop levels were raised).


Anyways so the bottomline is that I've only really done CVS well and I have a lot of other stuff to catch up on. 

My plan now is to watch all of step 2ck BnB lectures in the next 20 days and make annotations of the important points on my step 2 FA. I plan to spend the last 10 days doing past papers and reading Irfan Masood (God I hate the last 10 day plan but desperate times call for desperate measures lol).

Starting today I shall begin my dedicated prep by watching the pulmonology lectures, the total run-time of the lectures is 4.5hrs and at 2x I think I should be able to watch them all today, if not then by tomorrow hopefully I'll be done with pulmonology🤞.

Wish me luck Milena...God Knows I really need it lol and oh btw if you ever wonder why I am writing this blog or going to the gym, it's all a mature ego defense...or atleast that's what I'd like to think. 

🌙it is beautiful isn't it?


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