Jay tells me I need to work on my wire management. Something about the flow...
Been a while. Okay, I felt kind of profound tonight, and so I started writing, but I just couldn't organize my thoughts. Tired. So here's a pic.
Mark, where are you?
Anyways, so year 4 hasn't been the amazing experience I was promised. Too bad. It's not all that bad though, and I have to say, it's nice not being a third year anymore. I miss all my friends though, and I miss having a team composed of my classmates. Fourth year seems to be full of rotations where I'll be the only person in my class on that rotation. Ugh.
It's funny though, how so many of the new third year students fear their upcoming surgery rotations. I remember mine fondly, as it was the only rotation I was part of a big team. There were seven of us from my class, and we worked together day in and day out for two months. Sure, it was a lot of hours, and a lot of blood, sweat and tears. It was still pretty incredible. It was the rotations like family medicine, where I would never see my friends at work, that were the tough rotations. I don't know how people do it.
And now a whole year of this. Weird. Anyways, I better get some sleep. Tomorrow starts my only full weekend off for this rotation. Maybe some studying. Definitely some time hanging out with friends.
Reading about Kevin’s brief summer vacation after taking Step I, I remembered my own post boards trip to NYC last year. Mixing business and pleasure, I worked as a production assistant on the shoot of the film Love Ludlow, which later premiered at Sundance 2005.
PA’s are the by far the lowest members of the production team. The position was therefore the perfect experience to prepare for hospital rotations during my third year of medical school. My comrades on set included film students, aspiring filmmakers, and siblings of senior staff.
The first shoot required us to begin setting up at 4 AM, a time of day I would grow to be eerily familiar with over the coming year. While the cinematography crew was busy setting up for the dawn shot at the beach, my fellow PA’s and I attempted to assemble an oversize tent to cover the snack table. After several unsuccessful hours, we gave up and quietly disposed of the evidence. “What tent?”On the second day I was promoted for my excellent work on the tent. Now, brandishing a walkie-talkie and headset, I was posted outside the door to a bar to implore passersby to keep their voices down while filming was in progress.
I had great time with the actors and other crewmembers eating dry bagels and bad coffee between takes. My medical training came in handy when I was sent to the drugstore to buy a band-aid for one the actors who cut his forehead ducking under the bar. All in all, I gained a lot of respect for the production of filmmaking. After all, it took 35 crewmembers, a broken tent, four parking tickets, and six hours to wrap one three-minute scene at the beach.
Here’s a sneak peak of the trailer and some reviews: www.loveludlow.com
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