03 November 2006


Tonight one of my peers rang me. I know this may not seem like an astounding revelation, but note my use of the word 'peer' and not 'friend'.

She called me because she was concerned about me after PBL close this week. Apparently I looked like I was having a shit week. And she's right. For my own reasons I've been like a bear with a sore head/back this week, and been in a really foul mood to anything that crossed my path or looked at me the wrong way.

Her concerns were touching and made me realise that if I'm feeling this negative towards everything at the moment, other people are picking up on it too, which isn't really what I want. While I'm normally pretty fine with wallowing in my own little hole, I don't really want to bring my group down with me.

I think I've put my finger on one of the main problems this week; I don't feel comfortable with my PBL group. This wouldn't be a problem if we didn't have to spend quite so much time with each other. My entire group of friends essentially revolves around PBL and it unnerves me slightly that I'm exposing myself so completely to what are essentially a bunch of strangers. We do PBL, Communication skills, clinical skills, and eventually placements together. There's just something within the group set-up that I feel 'not quite right' with, and can't quite place what it is.....

Anyhow, enough of the whining, I have ironing to do and TV to watch.

1 comment:

Blog_Doctor said...

Merys! I wouldn't be leaving a comment here if your post hadn't hit home pretty hard for me.

I'm going back a good few years as I was in one of the first PBL years at medical school. My group were superficially nice people but not the kind of people I'd have chosen to hang out with, and it made me feel crap. Looking back though, I'm glad I held back and stayed true to myself.

Anyway, keep your chin up, get the work done, and if you're anything like me, time will make medical school better and easier regarding both work and friendships.