One unfortunate aspect of medical school is the fact that we have to be graded.  Along with the grading, goes the ranking.  Class ranking.  It is a hateful way to determine who is the best, and who is the... not so best.
At the end of first and second years of school, I was ranked at 46 (I think?  40-something anyway) of 104.  I was totally okay with that.  Not thrilled - we all want to be number one, right? - but not at all bothered.
Today, we just got our ranks for third year.  I did okay during third year.  I passed everything.  No honors, no low passes.  I did almost always get honors in the sub-categories "Health Care team rapport," "Patient rapport/Professionalism," and "Motivation/Attitude toward learning."  (See - I'm nice and I'm interested.  Not always the brightest bulb in the package, but at least people like having me around.)  I don't know what I was expecting my new rank to be, but I find myself a tad disappointed.  My rank is now 71 of 98.  Again - not horrible (not in the bottom quartile anyway...barely) - but this time, I am... not happy.
Though, I did just go back and look and saw that this was JUST my third year rank, so hopefully the 46 of 104 will bring me back up a little bit in the ranks.  Not that residency programs see that, though.  They'll see the 71.
In the end, though, I am more proud of the things that I do excel in.  I'd rather have my patients like me than have the correct answer 100% of the time.  I am less likely to get sued that way for one; plus it will just be a better experience overall.  And as far as residencies go - I just have to get my foot in the door and get an interview.  Once I get that far, I should be fine.
On a separate, scary note - I will apparently be getting my Step 2 scores any day now.  Keep your fingers crossed for me!
 
 
1 comment:
You rank #1 in my book!
Post a Comment