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Apr 19, 2017 · The Lucky Ones

by Mitch Obey

This entry begins with graduation just a few weeks away, and I cannot help but find myself reflecting upon the journey.  The inaugural day of medical school orientation was nearly four years ago now, and it would be entirely cliché to say it feels like it was just yesterday.  But the truth is that it honestly feels like a lifetime ago.  And yet I still remember the finest details of that day, down to the very breakfast I ate and the suit I wore.  Anxiously I approached the old limestone steps, marking the entrance of the Mayo School of Medicine’s Great Hall.  There I stumbled upon two other students, my classmates-to-be, who were taking pictures and making memories of that special day.  We introduced ourselves, then took a deep breath, and together pushed open the doors to the next four years.

Mayo Clinic School of Medicine

For me, medical school was an accident, something I didn’t plan on or even dream of.  I grew up in a family with no ties to medicine, in a community with one stoplight, and with my summers spent working on local farms.  My dream was to attend culinary school and become a pastry chef.  Food was fascinating, and that interest was cultivated by watching shows such as “Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives” on the Food Network.  Cooking was the ultimate release from reality, allowing for creativity, passion, and focus.  Often serving as a foundation among cultures, it has the ability to bring together families, friends, religions, and enemies.  I wanted to become a part of that legacy, and dedicate my life to its preservation, but then one day nine years ago my dream was gone.

As a senior in high school I was offered to shadow an orthopedic surgeon, and to be quite honest I didn’t even know what one was back then.  Medical students often come from families of physicians, which offers them years of exposure to the medical profession.  In fact, many probably dressed up as doctors for Halloween.  The rest of us come from families with no doctors, no nurses, or anything at all related to healthcare.  However, where you come from or where you’ve been doesn’t determine your fate.  I’m a prime example, and that’s why I believe medicine is so special.  You can be big or small, short or tall, male or female, and young or old.  What it takes to become a great physician isn’t on the outside, it comes from within.  At that very moment nine years ago when I slipped those scrubs on and wandered my way into the operating room, my passion changed forever.  

Each year medical schools are filled with incoming students who are considered “Type A” and strive for perfection.  Most have very little personal experience with failure, which is where the danger lies.  Medical school not only challenges you academically, but also emotionally, physically, and mentally.  You will be faced with some of the most stressful and challenging times in your life, and how you respond determines success.  So then it must seem very strange that students with such qualities would voluntarily subject themselves to the grueling journey of becoming a physician where “perfection” truly does not exist.  Perhaps it’s because we’re crazy and enjoy a good challenge, or maybe it’s because we want to try and change the world.

Each year there are stories about the “dangers” of medical school in the news.  How an estimated 300 to 400 physicians die each year from suicide.  That approximately 6% of medical students fail or drop out of medical school, 11.1% suffer from suicidal ideation, 27.2% from depression, and 32.4% from alcohol abuse/dependence.  What about the financial burden? How about an upwards of $300,000 in debt that only grows in interest as it is slowly paid off.  I guarantee most students don’t have the slightest idea of these risks before beginning medical school; I know I didn’t.  Do medical school applications need to be issued a Black Box Warning, or Surgeon General’s Warning, or perhaps just a signed informed consent?  No, that would be wildly outlandish, and quite frankly unnecessary.  But the point here is that this profession is not for the faint of heart.  It has dangers, and possesses the ability to put you in the crosshairs of your patients, colleagues, and the law.   

As I find myself in the shadow of graduation I cannot help but reflect on the past four years.  The path to graduation will be very different for each of us, but the final goal will forever remain the same.  To become a physician means earning one of the highest privileges in our society, and as we heal our patients we must do so with compassion and empathy.  Physicians are in a business unlike any other, one that requires a lifelong commitment to dealing with real human beings.  Patients will seek refuge, and place their greatest trust in your hands at a point in life when they are most vulnerable.  It truly is an amazing opportunity, and we can only hope that graduates around the nation will be ready to accept that responsibility.  

This past week a friend asked if I thought I would do it all over again, and I took a minute before answering.  In retrospect, getting into medical school felt like an act of God.  The grades, volunteering, leadership, shadowing, and everything else it took to spark the attention of admissions committees is quite remarkable.  I often think about the thousands of students who couldn’t quite get into medical school.  Maybe it was because of one bad grade, an MCAT score below the 90th percentile, or perhaps they were simply lost in the shuffle.  Even those that made it will at times suffer from “Imposter Syndrome,” and wonder how and if they are actually supposed to be here.  Adding insult to injury, each year students around the nation too often lose sight of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and post about how they regret ever going to medical school.  I urge them to reconsider.  Take a second, step back, and remember why you came here.   

You know ,I often wonder which experience I will remember most.  Maybe it will be the first newborn I delivered, the first surgery I scrubbed in on, the first dying patient’s hand I held as they passed away, or the patient who died beneath my arms in the CT scanner as I performed CPR.  It’s a tough question to answer, but perhaps it doesn’t need an answer.  Time will tell which memories we hold onto, and those that will slowly fade away.  

Before I sign off, I’ll leave you with this final thought.  In a few short weeks I’ll be proudly standing beside the other forty-three students in my class on graduation day.  They are without question the most spectacular and amazing people I’ve ever had the privilege of knowing.  As we part ways for residency, I will always remember how we survived this journey together.  We are the future of medicine, and for that very reason I believe we are the lucky ones.

Members of the Class of 2017, back during their first year of medical school.

Mitch Obey is part of Mayo Clinic School of Medicine’s Class of 2017. He grew up in Chatfield, Minnesota just twenty miles south of Rochester and attended Luther College in Decorah, Iowa for undergraduate studies in biology and also to play baseball for the Norse.  Mitch is very passionate about the culinary arts and pastry, bow hunting, and personal health and fitness. He matched into Orthopaedic Surgery residency at Barnes-Jewish/Washington University/St. Louis Children’s Hospital Consortium. 

Mar 15, 2017 · Does empathy have a future in medicine?

by Andrew M. Harrison

Does the patient with 11 out of 10 pain deserve empathy? The most contrite answer is probably “every patient deserves empathy”. However, the first time I was faced with a patient in 20 out of 10 pain, I found my empathy waning as I typed “no acute distress”. As an aside, I have long wondered what this term means. I type it so much. I suspect this phrase lingers because it reduces the internal angst of clinicians, but perhaps they simply have more empathy than me.

On January 18, 2017, I attended Mayo Clinic’s 5th Annual Education and Technology Forum: Discover how to improve your teaching through learning analytics. Held across all 3 of Mayo Clinic’s campuses, I found myself uneasy after this 3.5 hour session, as I wandered the desert of Phoenix. Eventually the source occurred to me. Perhaps I missed it during my many trips to the bathroom. Perhaps I missed it as my attention waxed and waned, but I never heard the word empathy spoken.

From the broadcast to Mayo Clinic’s Arizona campus, Drs. Nirusha Lachman and Wojciech Pawlina speak at the 5th Annual Education and Technology Forum

One of my doctoral dissertation mentors, Vitaly Herasevich, MD, PhD, spoke of Challenges, Opportunities, and Implications of Learning Analytics. He cautioned technology is not the solution to all the aliments of our advanced and modern society. The next speaker, Martin Pusic, MD, spoke of Matching Your Challenges to Data. He challenged this assertion. If the data exists, why should we not collect it? Although this deep question, which exists at the core of the philosophy of science, is too complex for me to explore much here, the answer includes at least some discussion of empathy, especially in the context of medicine.

The conclusion of my doctoral dissertation experience came with a variety of labels, such as biomedical sciences, clinical research, and/or clinical informatics. I am once again uncertain precisely what all of these fancy terms mean, but I did spend some time with intensivists, wandering around ICUs, and exploring the workflow of critical care. Even though I spent most of this time building some sort of automated detection and alert system, I found myself less impressed with the technology (ECMO, CRRT, MARS, etc) and more intrigued with the intense emotions surrounding the dying process.

My physician-mentor for the past 7 years, David R. Farley, MD, helped me arrange a meeting with Dr. Pusic in March of 2016, when he visited the Minnesota cornfield-tundra to speak at Mayo Clinic’s Education Grand Rounds: “Systematic Practice Makes Perfect: Better Ways to Climb the Learning Curve”. We spoke some of the striking absence of trainees from the discussion of education. Hopefully not a shocking aside, I have discussed this matter with Dr. Farley as well, the host of the recent Forum and one of my personal models of empathy.

Twitter: a language beyond the comprehension of my simple mind

At the cost of great angst, I was forced to learn how to use Twitter at this Forum, to ask when the 110 year/2020 update to the Flexner Report is coming. (I do not have Facebook and disdain owning a smartphone.) Written at a time when the internet, computer, antibiotics, and much of modern anesthesia did not yet exist, the Flexner Report also does not reference empathy, or compassion, in 350+ pages. A century later, I ultimately wonder if the fate of medical education—and thus medicine proper—will include deep discussion of the role of empathy, in the context of new technology and personalized/precision medicine, or merely how to increase standardized testing lockdown, in an era when all physicians carry Wikipedia in their pockets.

Note: Each author at Mayo Clinic, from the academic publications I reference above, has taught me empathy in some way. I feel compelled to cite PubMed only, as evidence-based medicine informs me almost all other potential sources of medical knowledge are dubious:

Andrew M. Harrison is a student in the Medical Scientist Training Program at Mayo Clinic, the current Policy Chair of the American Physician Scientists Association, and one of the co-managers of Mayo Clinic’s Diversity in Education Blog.

Feb 2, 2017 · Iron Chefs in Medical School

by Editt Nikoyan

There are a lot of amazing opportunities that come with being a Mayo medical student. One of the aspects that has really made an impression on me is the school’s dedicated focus on student wellness, and I attribute a lot of that to the Student Life and Wellness Committee and their generous Student Initiated Wellness Activities (SIWA) grants. That’s a mouthful, but basically these grants fund activities related to improving the well being of the class, whether it is physical, emotional, mental, and/or spiritual. So far, our classmates have come up with some pretty cool ideas. To name just a few, we’ve done weekly yoga sessions to help de-stress, local escape rooms to help us bond in the beginning of the school year, and cross-country skiing with the second years as a fun outdoor winter event. We even get funding for our Baking Committee to bring treats to class to celebrate our birthdays.

My favorite SIWA funded event so far has been our M1 Iron Chef Cook-off competition. By early November our class was deep in the last few weeks of anatomy and was preoccupied with preparing for the final. Elias, Aunika, and I thought it might be nice to have a fun class activity that would not only take our minds off of studying for a few hours, but also provide some home-cooked nourishment that our anatomy studying had taken priority over. Little did we know we have some very creative chefs as classmates!

Our classmates formed two teams – “Netter Better: We Put the Fun in Fundus” and “The Leaky Parotid: Letticimus Turnip the Beet”. You can tell we’re medical students in the middle of anatomy, right? We invited everyone else in the class to taste-test the creations on Cook-Off day. We invited celebrity guest judges Dr. Bostwick, Dr. Garcia, and our Anatomy TA Paul to be our panel. But, there was a catch – a secret ingredient that would be revealed only the morning of the event itself, so that both teams would have to deal with the element of surprise. Seeing as it was apple-picking season, we revealed the apples that Saturday morning and started the 1 hour timer for the chefs to create their dishes.

The Netter Better team made a tasty, rich risotto with and baked apples for dessert. The Leaky Parotid team made delicious chicken and vegetarian gnocchi with salad and homemade French toast. Each team got to present their inspiration behind their creations and how they incorporated the use of the secret ingredient to the judges before they took their first bites. The judges passed positive commentary, such as “It felt really warm to me, like raking autumn leaves” or “This is a really good use of squash.” They also passed more critical judgments, like “This chicken is irrelevant,” or “I liked the vanilla cream, but this looked like an eyeball to me.” We were at the edge of our seats in suspense for who the winner would be. Finally, the judges coincidentally tallied their votes to a tie (really, not on purpose!). We had to hold a People’s Choice Award, which went to The Leaky Parotid team.

Although it may seem a little silly to hold a cook-off competition before our anatomy finals, it was a really fun event that boosted the class morale and gave us something exciting to do to keep our wellness in check. We look forward to holding events like this again in the future and encouraging future first year students to do the same!

Editt is a first year medical student originally from Glendale, CA. Before coming to medical school, she completed a Master of Science in Global Medicine and worked for a nonprofit that provides access to critical surgical care to children worldwide. Editt continues to be passionate about global health and pediatrics, and plans to incorporate both into her future career. In her free time she enjoys coming up with cupcake recipes, playing piano, and exploring new places.

Dec 23, 2016 · 'Tis the Season to be Thankful...

by Sydney Larkin

photo-1Greetings! Exhausted, post-anatomy first-year here! I’m here to give you some insight into Anatomy, our block structure, and how most of us feel about Mayo’s mandatory lecture policy.

Real talk for a second: I’m currently at home in Cincinnati lying on the couch and cuddling with my cat by the fire. It’s snowy and cold out so I’m happy to be relaxing and writing this post under my big, fluffy blanket. Ha! My little brother is still at college taking finals until Wednesday, but at Mayo Med we get the whole week off! One of the best things about Mayo is how they structure their selective weeks – which is how this whole blog and couch situation is made possible. I’m currently using this week to shadow surgeons at home and recharge after a difficult week of Anatomy finals.

One of the many reasons I chose to come to Mayo was the flexibility that they offer in their curriculum for career exploration. While I was nervous at first, I have really enjoyed living my life in a blocked schedule. This means that we learn one subject intensely for 6-8 weeks and then have a “selective” week that can be used for anything we wish. Many take vacation to recharge their minds and bodies, while others use it as a chance for career exploration, shadowing, learning practical skills, doing research, or even going abroad!

After 4 months in the Mayo system, I seriously question how I learned any other way. I feel more prepared for class and more knowledgeable at the end of the day about each subject than I ever did in college. Our whole class attends lecture every day, so I get to use the professors, TAs, visiting residents and consultants, AND 50 brilliant peers to answer my questions! Seriously… I cannot stress enough how crucial it is to use your wonderful, talented, creative, and diverse classmates. While many other medical schools that I interviewed at during my premed days touted the fact that they offered lectures online, here I learn more because each of my classmates teaches me in different ways. They bring up questions I never even think to ask and help me learn in so many different styles that it is hard not to pick up mnemonics or tips and tricks from each one of them.

photo-2Another selling point of Mayo for me was the small class size. I love learning in small groups, so Mayo’s small class size (which is tiny in comparison to the wealth of clinical resources, teachers, and mentors that are available for each one of us) is the perfect fit. Not only do you create bonds with each one of your classmates, but you also have so many mentors available to teach you that you never feel lost in the shuffle. This was especially true in Anatomy, where we work with a team of four classmates per donor cadaver. I loved how the TAs and professors would walk around during dissection to give us pointers or expand upon some of the clinical correlations our group did not fully understand. Small group learning is especially important in blocks where it is easy to become both mentally and physically tired. The bond I created with my group was incredibly strong by the end of our seven weeks. When a group member was struggling, it helped to have three other people who were experiencing the exact same thing and could help alleviate some of that stress with you. Now, I have a group of friends and teachers who I could call in any crisis.

Overall, although medical school can be stressful, there are countless opportunities for you to find guidance, support, and inspiration. And, in a season where it is increasingly important to be thankful, I am constantly reminded just how grateful I am for my new Mayo family.

 Sydney Larkin is a first-year Mayo medical student, originally from Cincinnati, Ohio. She is passionate about community outreach and global health and is interested in the fields of orthopedics and pediatrics. In her spare time, you can find her running, exploring new cities, or playing soccer.

Nov 30, 2016 · Costa Rica

by Claudia Gutierrez and Simrit (Simi) Warring

Less than 12 hours after our microbiology final exam, we boarded a plane for Costa Rica. We spent a week at the rural Hospital William Allen de Turrialba, which serves local residents and an indigenous Indian population, the Cabécar tribes.

photo-1Day 1:

We were greeted in the pediatric unit by a child recovering from cutaneous leishmaniasis. The next patient we met was recovering from Ascaris lumbercoides so far progressed that the child had had vomiting with worms being excreted from the nose and mouth. The nurse told us the story, “As soon as the child started throwing up, I had to jump forward to grab the worms one by one as fast as I could from the child’s mouth so he wouldn’t choke.”

Day 2:

That morning we toured the microbiology lab. It was an incredible mix of modern technology and practicality. They had fume hoods, automated PCR machines, and microscopes similar to those at Mayo, but had a cart full of stool samples that patients had collected in cleaned out Gerber food jars – talk about being resourceful.

In the afternoon we met the Emergency Department (ED) physicians and saw countless patients: CMV, tuberculosis, a fractured tibia, Entamoeba histolytica, RSV, Mycoplasma pneumoniae, hand lacerations, dengue fever, pneumonia, leptospira, a miscarriage, chagas disease, diabetic ketoacidosis, a vehicle accident, STD, rotavirus. Each patient was greeted with warmth and once treated, frequently said goodbye to us with a kiss on the check – a common gesture of friendship in Latin American culture. The rapport between the physician and patients was incredible to witness.

Day 3:

photo-2An indigenous woman arrived to the ED after a 6-hour trek from her village to the hospital. She was only fluent in her native tongue making it next to impossible to communicate with the Spanish speaking hospital staff. In the ED, nurses determined that she was in the middle of labor and already 5 cm dilated. “Quick, get her to the OB/Gyn unit!”

While this was all taking place, the pediatric intern was walking us through the newborn exam on a healthy full term baby born earlier that morning. “They’re taking a woman to the OB/Gyn OR for a delivery. Quick get the scrubs on and get to the OR fast if you’d like to see a delivery!” We rushed to the changing suite, and as we stepped out in clean scrubs there was the woman delivering her baby in the hallway of the OB/Gyn unit. She didn’t make it to the delivery room. The baby was delivered prematurely at 26 weeks, with her mother only 8 cm dilated, in the middle of the hallway with staff members & secretaries shuffling by. We witnessed the delivery of the placenta and were afterwards called for by the neonatologist in the newborn nursery next door.

No cry could be heard and the baby had to be given respiratory assistance. We initially stood in the back of the room, out of fear of getting in the way. “Come watch!” The neonatologist summoned us to stand on either side of him. There was the baby, so small it barely took any space lying on a newborn bed in the nursery, the same bed we had photo-6used to practice the newborn exam. As the baby was being resuscitated we noticed all the signs of a pre-term baby we had just learned about – lucid skin, underdeveloped areola, and no skin wrinkles on the plantar surface of his foot.

After a few painful minutes, the baby was stabilized. We were told that it was a blessed day. Most babies that premature would not have presented with few enough complications to make it a case that could managed with limited resources. While they were able to resuscitate that baby, it would need to be transferred to another hospital where they could help support the critical weeks ahead.

Days 4–5:

We spent the remaining days rotating between the ER, pediatric unit, newborn nursery, and the operating room. Everyone we met was willing to teach us – nurses, residents, the town’s sole psychiatrist, microbiologists, pathologists, surgeons, ER physicians, and anesthesiologists.

We would like to thank the Mayo Clinic Hoffman Grant and the Hospital William Allen Turrialba for their funding and support that allowed us to have this incredible experience. We especially want to give a special thanks to Dra. Leiva for her generosity in opening her home to us – two medical students she had never met.

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More from Claudia

Right before my mother could immigrate to the United States from Costa Rica, as part of her medical training, she had to complete a year of “Social Service”. In CR, medical education is made incredibly affordable for its students, but in exchange its graduating students must work for a year in an underserved rural area of the country. As part of my mother’s assignment she traveled by motor boat to various isolated communities on the Island of Chira providing preventive medicine, primary care, and birth control to over 100 patients a day. Like all of her classmates, she loved her year of social service and the opportunity to give back to her country.

I grew up falling in love with her stories and I dreamed of one day experiencing rural medicine in Costa Rica myself. I never expected the opportunity to be afforded to me through a medical school curriculum and let alone with one of my mother’s former classmates! A few months after starting medical school, my mother sent me a video of one of her former classmates, Dr. Rocio Leiva, a pediatrician with over 20 years of experience. In the video she described the challenges the Hospital William Allen de Turrialba faced in serving a large pediatric indigenous population with limited resources. After watching the video (found here), I became inspired to visit the hospital – an environment that could not be more different from the Mayo Clinic.

One of the greatest parts of this selective was that I got to share my mother’s stories and this experience with one of my own classmates, Simi. This experience also reminded me of how fortunate I am to have grown up speaking Spanish, and how lucky I am to be able to travel hundreds of miles away from home and still be able to communicate with others. I will forever be grateful for the stories my mom shared and the generosity of Dra. Leiva for opening her home to us – two medical students she had never met.  The incredible learning opportunity her and her colleagues afforded us is one I will never forget. They welcomed us as colleagues and treated us like family. Their immense love of medicine and unwavering passion for taking care of others was a beautiful reminder of why, despite its extensive time commitment and rigorous emotional and academic demands, I had chosen this career path.

More from Simi

Planning our trip to Turrialba for the selective week following our Microbiology & Pharmacology block was not particularly calculated, but there could not have been a more ideal week for us to have chosen. The weeks prior to our trip we arduously learned and committed to memory the numerous lists of bugs and drugs, despite knowing that we may never see many of the presentations, particularly the tropical diseases, first hand.  After the trip we arrived back to the states with a heart full of appreciation for the love and kindness the health care staff and patients at Hospital William Allen de Turrialba showed us. Any attempt to express our gratitude to the hospital personnel in Turrialba or the Mayo Clinic Hoffman Grant would inevitably fall short as this opportunity would not have been possible without their generosity.

Having traveled on a handful of international medical trips, I became accustomed to playing the role of a learner when visiting communities and assisting physicians. This trip was different. Although still a learner, I became a part of each patient’s care team with the knowledge I’ve learned thus far in medical school. What a whirlwind. I won’t easily forget listening to each child’s lung identifying rhonchi vs rales, and running a differential through my head. The numerous x-rays I examined with the ER doctors, and the stitches I threw in a man’s hand with an injury from his job as a mechanic, made me feel privileged and thankful for all of my learning experiences at Mayo Clinic thus far. These experiences would not have been possible without the radiology portion of our anatomy curriculum or the longitudinal surgical skills curriculum during which I’ve thrown hundreds and hundreds of stitches for practice in fabric and live tissue. Traveling abroad and volunteering comes with the responsibility of knowing when you are appropriately trained to be of service or when it’s most appropriate to take a step back and appreciate the learning experience. I don’t expect or hope for my role as a learner to ever come to an end. Choosing medicine meant happily embracing the role of a lifelong learner, but it’s humbling to be that much closer to having the privilege and capacity to improve someone’s well being through direct patient care.


 Claudia is a 2nd year medical student with a background in biomedical engineering. Claudia has a passion for bridging engineering and medicine through her various research and extracurricular endeavors. She is particularly interested in reconstructive surgery and plans to incorporate the use of regenerative medicine into her future practice. In her free time she can be found salsa dancing or traveling to a new city.

Simrit is a second-year Mayo medical student, originally from Northern California. Having completed a Master of Science in Global Medicine at the University of Southern California and participated in multiple international medical efforts, she is passionate about making humanitarian aid work a priority each step of her career. Simi is interested in pediatrics, obstetrics & gynecology, and surgery. Her favorite extracurricular activities include photography, exploring new landscapes, and sipping on coffee. 

Jul 22, 2015 · Another Beginning

Welcome back! We are excited to launch Meet Mayo Med for its second year. Our goal has been to share the incredible stories of students at Mayo Medical School in Rochester, Minnesota, both inside and outside of the classroom and hospital. We are looking forward to sharing more of these stories over the course of this academic year!

This week marked an important milestone at Mayo Medical School – members of the Class of 2019 began orientation and started their medical school journeys. We thought it would be appropriate for our first blog post of the year to focus on this amazing class. So who is the Class of 2019 exactly?

They are:

Competitive. Members of the M.D. class were selected from over 4,500 applications

Diverse. The class consists of 29 female and 25 male students. These students call 23 different U.S. States home. Some have recent roots in the countries of Germany, India, Indonesia, Philippines, Serbia and Ukraine.

Service oriented. Every single member of the incoming class has demonstrated a sincere dedication to serving others. They have been active in such organizations as:

  • Big Brothers/Big Sisters
  • Boys and Girls Club
  • Camp Kesem
  • Dorothy Day House
  • Foundation for the International Medical Relief of Children
  • Global Public Health Brigades
  • Habitat for Humanity
  • Healing Hearts Across Borders
  • Nuestros Pequenos Hermanos
  • Project Healing Waters
  • Red Cross
  • Special Olympics
  • United Nations Relief & Works Agency

(just to name a few!)

Passionate. These students have distinguished themselves as accomplished musicians, dancers, writers, and artists. They are athletes, emergency medical technicians, combat medics, coaches, tutors, teachers, mentors, leaders, athletes, writers, researchers, scientists, soldiers, veterans, and inventors.

Needless to say, we’re incredibly excited for the big things that the Class of 2019 will do at Mayo Medical School and beyond!

New first year students on their first day of orientation

New first year students on their first day of orientation

Orientation week included a yoga session in the courtyard

Orientation week included a yoga session in the courtyard

Tyler, a third year medical student, is a member of the Mayo Medical School Social Media Committee and is interested in otolaryngology. He is originally from Woodbridge, Virginia and enjoys reading, cycling, and being outdoors (when it’s warm, that is).

Oct 28, 2014 · Welcome to Meet Mayo Med!

“I look through a half-opened door into the future, full of interest, intriguing beyond my power to describe…” - Dr. Will Mayo

“I look through a half-opened door into the future, full of interest, intriguing beyond my power to describe…” – Dr. Will Mayo

Welcome! We are very excited to be launching Meet Mayo Med: The Official Blog of Mayo Medical School as a forum to share medical student experiences with the rest of the student body, with prospective students, and with the world. We feel that the blog’s name encapsulates its mission: to share the individual and unique experiences of a diverse group of students at Mayo Medical School.

Meet Mayo Med will be regularly updated with personal posts from medical students on a variety of topics; from reflections on clinical experiences and selectives to medically related food recipes, this blog will showcase our students’ creativity, community engagement, and experiences as students at the world renowned Mayo Clinic.

The Mayo Medical School Social Media Committee and the Mayo Clinic Center for Social Media formed an active partnership in order to create this blog. We would like to extend a special thanks to the members of both of these groups who helped make this venture possible.

And, most importantly, we would like to thank the students of Mayo Medical School for sharing their interest, their passion, and their lives with us.



Tyler, a second year medical student, is a member of the Mayo Medical School Social Media Committee and is interested in pediatrics and surgery. He is originally from Woodbridge, Virginia and enjoys reading, cycling, and being outdoors (when it’s warm, that is).

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