UVM College of Medicine students share their thoughts with peers, mentors, family, and friends. Everything from what inspired them to choose a career in medicine, to their first-year experience, to fourth year rotations – the personal and the professional.
Written by Holly Bachilas ’19
When I first heard about the Longitudinal Integrated Clerkship (LIC), I rejected it as an option for me. I was open-minded when it came to the idea of a new way to complete the clerkship level of the curriculum, but it seemed so unlike the vaguely formed visions of my third year of medical school that I had trouble seeing myself as a participant. However, after meeting leaders for the program and learning more about the model – where students go to one location for the entirety of their clerkship year, and focus on one group of patients as they navigate the healthcare system – I began to see the potential benefits.
Written by Dana Medical Library Education and Information Librarian
Fred Pond, MLS
As an Education and Information Librarian with the Dana Medical Library, I spend a lot of time implementing the most up-to-date methods to access the many resources we have here, and teaching patrons how to use them. Through a unique collaboration with the Pontifical Catholic University of Peru (PUCP), my colleagues and I have been over the past year sharing best practices with librarians at that institution in Lima.
Written by Larner Endowed Professor of Medical Education Kathryn Huggett, Ph.D.
Mentoring programs are now a fixture in many workplaces, including academic medicine. The increased number and visibility of programs has helped to raise awareness of the need to provide support for faculty throughout their career. Decades of professional career development efforts have not, however, increased the proportion of women and minorities in executive positions in medical schools and NCI-designated cancer centers.
Written by Janel Martir ’17
“What’s an epidural?” Phiona asked casually as she swayed toward the cabinet of binders in the International office at Makerere University holding her pregnant belly, her brow furrowed in obvious curiosity. Sruthi, one of the two medical students on the maternity wards with me, and I looked at each other, speechless. We fumbled, unsure of where to begin. Epidural is a word with deep cultural and visceral resonance among women in the United States. Even nulliparous women (medical jargon for women who have never experienced labor) joke behind closed doors—”I’m so getting an epidural”—before bursting into fits of laughter when the topic of possible or future childbirth slips into the conversation.
Written by Jasmine Robinson ’19
My first night on earth was spent in a shoebox; my mother had separated from my father and my mother, older brother, and I were homeless. With a baby and a toddler with autism, and after incurring a job-related disability, it was hard for my mother to find a place for us to live, and we moved many times. Eventually we settled in a dingy motel in Westchester, New York.