This has been a pretty weird week in terms of school. Especially since I’m on vacation.
I spoke with my mentor a few weeks ago about my clinic hours. Basically, I expressed some concern that being in the clinic M/W/F from 8-6:30 and commuting 60 miles for school from 8-5 on T/Th might be a little too much for my body to handle. The majority of my classmates who are doing their part-time clinical in the fall are only in the clinic for about 8 hours a day, instead of the 10 I am lined up to complete. So with my mentor’s suggestion, I emailed the director of clinical education.
It took him almost two weeks to get back to me, but when he did he informed me that though he’s not wild about it, 10 hours days during part time isn’t against the rules. He said that if there was some reason, other than fear of falling behind in my classes (because we’re all going to be afraid of that, whether 8 or 10 hours) that I need shorter days, that I can ask for them.
So I’m torn.
He and I discussed my medical history because I hadn’t really given him all the details. I tend to keep things quiet with instructors who don’t really need to know the details and it turns out that this time, that was a mistake. If I had been up front with him sooner, he could’ve placed me in a clinical where I wouldn’t have to ask for 8 hour days. Which is frustrating.
The result of our talk is that it’s really up to me. It is reasonable for me to talk to my clinical instructor and explain what I think I need and why, but I also don’t have to do it and no one is going to do it for me. And I really don’t know.
On the one hand, I don’t want to perform poorly on my clinical because my body can’t handle 36 clinic hours a week plus 16 hours in school. But on the other hand, I don’t want more accommodations, I don’t want to have to disclose my medical history to a stranger while I’m trying to make a good first impression. I don’t want him to think that I’m not going to be able to perform or that I’m a whiner.
I really don’t know what to do and it’s been weighing heavily on my mind. I have a phone conference set up with my mentor tonight, so hopefully with his help I’ll figure out a plan. My first day is a week from today and boy would I like to go into that with a little less stress than I’m feeling now.
In other school news, I celebrated a small victory today. Granted, it was only the summer semester and it was only 3 classes, but for the first time ever (in graduate school), I got straight As. Not even an A- among them. And that class that I got a low grade on the midterm? Apparently I got a perfect score on the final exam. This wasn’t an easy summer, in fact, it was a relatively awful one in terms of pain, and so I’m really proud of the result.
Hopefully the rest of the school worries will follow suit and ease up a little.