Back in hospital! I obtained a whopping 3 hours of sleep last night on account of wanting to get the Take Me Out photos to their owners, leading to the need for a secret weapon - a 1L bottle of blackcurrant squash with some ground-up caffeine tablets in it. As we journeyed across the car park to the inviting glow of the relatively much warmer hospital, we walked past a traffic control barriers in the car park, which I failed to notice descending rapidly towards my head. Thankfully my cat-like reflexes kept me succumbing to death by striped pole. If I do go at some point in the next year, I'd at least like it be in a somewhat more spectacular manner.
Anatomy teaching first thing, focusing on the lungs, bronchial tree and the associations of the ribs with the vertebrae. I knew about half of what was going on, thankfully the demonstrators were not overly demanding and most of it could be worked out from first principles.
In the afternoon we had another clinical skills session focused on effective communication with patients. This was our second session using simulated patients (trained actors), but things were slightly different this time. Unlike the first session, the patient could now display another characteristic, in our case being in an enormous rush and simply wanting to get some antibiotics for their cold and getting back to work. To make things even more difficult, we were only given a 3 minute window to get as much information from the patient as we could.
Since this was only a half-length session, I had the rest of the afternoon free while my housemates were in their own CBL sessions or in the anatomy workshops (the sessions rotate between small groups of us). We ventured to the hospital library, and got some work done - very generous phraseology. I have actually been looking for some decent digital art software for my laptop, as I've found the stylus to be very responsive. On Tom's recommendation I downloaded Krita, a tool traditionally used by digital manga artists and played around with the settings, eventually rendering out this bastardisation of a plant. Call me Picasso.