Drexel University College of Medicine - Medic Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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After an orientation consisting of a lecture given by a former professor who was banned from most major hospitals during a portion of his career and a dinner where there was a dis- tinct lack of food and class, the Class of 1977 had a weekend before undertaking the study of medicine. The weekend before . . . one last fling be- fore the nose became bound to the grindstone of study, or was the time already ruined by thoughts ofthe school year ahead. Now, at the end ofthe medical school curriculum, we are aware that our fears were not founded in fact, there is always time for relaxation and enjoy- ment separate from the study of medicine. But to that weekend four years ago, well . . . visions of sharks. Monday morning at the hour of Sam ANATOMY was to begin, the very essence of medicine to all laypeople. Could it be mas- tered by the collective selves comprising the Class of 1977? Before the class started, there existed many other thoughts, fears, and hopes in our class. Without trying to be banal, rep- resentative ones included: tal My lord, do I have to wear a tie and white coat to lectures? tbl Shall I be a doctor that does not care about money but about people? Ccl Will I ever have time to see all my friends outside of medical school? Cdl Who can I really trust? We were soon being molded into the image of the archetypal medical student, but there was something different that happened early in our education. The class of 1977 developed a spirit amongst itself that protected from fac- ulty intrusions, early classes, and unintelligi- ble subjects. That spirit may be said to consist of at least, friendliness and an openess to help one another. The routine of Deweyis coffee, lectures, and lunches at Bennyis was amenable to the majority. Labs to practice venipuncture and gross dissection, often merging in action, began to become transformed into social events looked for every week. The class started to coalesce in its thought - the first exam. 1 ' fi I! L...- fpgp-e., s- T , W '- - A' - - - 1 My. .1-,...,,, W v i E -

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EDITURS' STATEME T The editing of a yearbook, and especially a medical college yearbook, is a task for the foolhardy. Any available time away from hospital responsibilities is surrendered to the cause. Friends look askance at the product, regardless. Intellectual quality, moral judgement, and a sound night's sleep are prostituted for the meeting of deadlines and the selling of advertise- ments and books. Additionally, one wants to have a unique style for the work that might possibly appeal to some majority without slighting the myriads of minorities that view the yearbook. This is not possible. Should this yearbook find favor in those reading this page, the credit must go to the senior class of 1977, Hahnemann Medical College for possessing so many aspects subject to ridicule, and those few people who worked on this yearbook. The bookis failure must remain the respon- sibility of the Editors. The title OdysseyH was chosen with deliberation, and refers to the monumental saga of ancient Greece. Those familiar with it will see at once the many parallels drawn to our medical school experiences. Those readers unable to quote the epic might find it illuminating regarding the training ofa physician. We hope that in the future a different way of medical education will yield a yearbook with the title Death Be Not Proud. In a short story entitled i'The Book of Sandf, Jorge Luis Borges epitomizes the effort of pro- ducing this Medic: Summer came and went, and we realized that the book was monstrous. What good did it do us to think, that We, who looked upon the volume with our eyes, who held it in our hands, were any less monstrous? We felt that the book was a nightmarish object, an obscene thing, that affronted and tainted reality itself. . . . The number of pages in this book is no more or less than infinite. None is the first page, none the last. We don't know why theyire numbered in this wayf, .-4-an

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X N in Peter Amenta, PH.D. E Y Iohn Augustine, PH.D. Dennis DePace, PH.D. Carl Rieke, PH.D. -nvua We were told initially that there were no grades at Hahnemann. The first six-week exam would be on a very minimal amount of material, we were informed. Biochemistry provided to us, a practice exam, and Anatomy, several review sessions on the exam material. But we would not be lulled into the false sec- urity promised usg we had practiced in col- lege with all-niters, and we felt that this exam meant too much to give up that practice. Of course, we were wrong. Saturday morning 8A.M. leven to this day, it remains unnatural to be in school or at the hospital on Saturday? we were all in our as- signed seats lsome without lightingb. Dr. Bennett read a myriad of rules which seemed to emphasize that hundreds of people would be looking over our shoulders, waiting to pounce should our response to a question match that of our neighbors. This is a proc- tored exami' - if a proctor was angered by our question, would we have a case of proc- titis? INSTRUCTIONS 1. Answer as many questions as possible in the time allotted. 2. Answer A if 1,2,3 correct B if 1,3 correct C if 2,4 correct D if4 correct 3. You may begin. 9641 - The ability to crack oneis knuckles to the tune of Yankee Doodle Dandy is a sign of 1. Charcotis neuropathy 2. Bicentennial fervor 3. Sequellae of dropping Grayis Anatomy on one's knuckles 4. The result of not being able to hum 4952 - The Eisenhower artery 1. remains thrombosed for 8 years 2. leads to the Nixon fissure 3. leads nowhere 4. supplies the military industrial complex 5