![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
(no subject)
Oct. 18th, 2009 02:32 amWell, my anatomy professor apparently never got my email.
I approached her this morning before class, while handing in my lab assignment due today. I asked her if she'd gotten my email, because I'd never gotten a response. Bottom line of this entire rigaromole is that I can still hand in my take-home practical, but it's at a 50% of its total points. Had I just gone ahead and emailed it to her (without getting proper permission beforehand to do so and ignoring how she says she didn't get my first email), then I would have gotten full credit.
So, not as shitty as getting a complete zero, but more than a bit irritating for its lack of logic. I didn't feel up to fighting the issue, and beyond that- it's not my style to be a big baby to my professors. I'll have to work my ass off for the rest of the semester to make up for it.
It's going to be a rough ride, as well. We have two exams next week, one in lecture and one in lab. Right now we're covering the skeletal system (axial and appendicular), so it's pretty much an exercise in how crazy can she make us. The lab exam is going to involve several stations set up in the lab with various bones. Our job is to go from station to station and identify whatever she has marked with a sticker. Could be the whole bone itself, or be something small and easy to fuck up (like telling the difference between the vomer and the perpendicular plane of the ethmoid, which by the way- holds up the sphenoid sinus).
Learning about the bone markings has been unsettling and eye-opening, at the same time. I used to have a general idea of anatomy. I could name all the organs and organ systems, tell you how they worked, talk a little bit about the celluar level. But, I had no previous idea that the bones themselves have indentations, openings, and markings that all have names and purposes.
The squamous suture, the hypoglossal canal, the cribiform plate, the foramen spinosa. Learning all of their names and locations brings to mind a cartographer traveling through a strange, new land. Sitting through lecture this morning, I kept finding my fingers wandering over my face. Pressing lightly against the skin and muscle, to trace the shape of my skull underneath. I listened the the cold rain outside and made maps of an alien landscape.
I approached her this morning before class, while handing in my lab assignment due today. I asked her if she'd gotten my email, because I'd never gotten a response. Bottom line of this entire rigaromole is that I can still hand in my take-home practical, but it's at a 50% of its total points. Had I just gone ahead and emailed it to her (without getting proper permission beforehand to do so and ignoring how she says she didn't get my first email), then I would have gotten full credit.
So, not as shitty as getting a complete zero, but more than a bit irritating for its lack of logic. I didn't feel up to fighting the issue, and beyond that- it's not my style to be a big baby to my professors. I'll have to work my ass off for the rest of the semester to make up for it.
It's going to be a rough ride, as well. We have two exams next week, one in lecture and one in lab. Right now we're covering the skeletal system (axial and appendicular), so it's pretty much an exercise in how crazy can she make us. The lab exam is going to involve several stations set up in the lab with various bones. Our job is to go from station to station and identify whatever she has marked with a sticker. Could be the whole bone itself, or be something small and easy to fuck up (like telling the difference between the vomer and the perpendicular plane of the ethmoid, which by the way- holds up the sphenoid sinus).
Learning about the bone markings has been unsettling and eye-opening, at the same time. I used to have a general idea of anatomy. I could name all the organs and organ systems, tell you how they worked, talk a little bit about the celluar level. But, I had no previous idea that the bones themselves have indentations, openings, and markings that all have names and purposes.
The squamous suture, the hypoglossal canal, the cribiform plate, the foramen spinosa. Learning all of their names and locations brings to mind a cartographer traveling through a strange, new land. Sitting through lecture this morning, I kept finding my fingers wandering over my face. Pressing lightly against the skin and muscle, to trace the shape of my skull underneath. I listened the the cold rain outside and made maps of an alien landscape.