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It's good to chronicle things sometimes because it lets me reflect. Other times I just can't be bothered.
Anyway these past few weeks since I lived the dream of passing my major massive exams without knowing how really I've been half-intensive in my studies.
It used to be a quarter and now it's half so, that's not bad right?
Being attached to drug and alcohol services and seeing all the really crazy stuff that happens there blows me out of my mind sometimes. It's making me better though.
And all the paperwork trouble I went through to get my placement? Worth it. I swear my stress threshold had gone up a lil notch coz of that.
Wonderful, and today I once more get a chance to raise my semi-low systolic blood pressure. Not that I really intend to. Spend 3 hours travelling for nearly nothing?
Nearly nothing because at least I get to meet the people I might be working with next year, and! Now I know always BOOK a face-to-face meeting and really suss out what's happening there because peoples' opinions need not be reliable sometimes. I DID book but still?
So now I know why the healthcare system shuttles people around just like alot of admin people too because the healthcare staff are being shuttled around anyway ...
Dunno how people enjoy busy 9-5 no break lives.
Worth it? I ask. Depends.
And wow, 10 years does make a great difference to the way people handle things and think. I think we pretty much all agree that this 30-something student in my group is just impressive. The questions she asks. The way she starts working. Her approach. I think even a couple of years makes a difference for some people.
Well it's been a time of growing up for me. Reeeally much faster, and more than in the first 2.25 years of Med.
Cheers to another 3.75 years + 0.5 + another-gazillion... at least I know more about what I'm doing, and why I should do this.
I'm slowly falling in step with this. Not really love, that would be a bit like I'm getting sucked in. I still have a life out of it man, and I intend to keep it this way.
And getting picked up by a random I only know for 10 minutes? Pretty disgusting. And freaky. At least I'm now going to be better at dealing with this crap. Perhaps I should be less friendly to people around me. Staying too long at drugs and alcohol really warps me up abit.
Anyway these past few weeks since I lived the dream of passing my major massive exams without knowing how really I've been half-intensive in my studies.
It used to be a quarter and now it's half so, that's not bad right?
Being attached to drug and alcohol services and seeing all the really crazy stuff that happens there blows me out of my mind sometimes. It's making me better though.
And all the paperwork trouble I went through to get my placement? Worth it. I swear my stress threshold had gone up a lil notch coz of that.
Wonderful, and today I once more get a chance to raise my semi-low systolic blood pressure. Not that I really intend to. Spend 3 hours travelling for nearly nothing?
Nearly nothing because at least I get to meet the people I might be working with next year, and! Now I know always BOOK a face-to-face meeting and really suss out what's happening there because peoples' opinions need not be reliable sometimes. I DID book but still?
So now I know why the healthcare system shuttles people around just like alot of admin people too because the healthcare staff are being shuttled around anyway ...
Dunno how people enjoy busy 9-5 no break lives.
Worth it? I ask. Depends.
And wow, 10 years does make a great difference to the way people handle things and think. I think we pretty much all agree that this 30-something student in my group is just impressive. The questions she asks. The way she starts working. Her approach. I think even a couple of years makes a difference for some people.
Well it's been a time of growing up for me. Reeeally much faster, and more than in the first 2.25 years of Med.
Cheers to another 3.75 years + 0.5 + another-gazillion... at least I know more about what I'm doing, and why I should do this.
I'm slowly falling in step with this. Not really love, that would be a bit like I'm getting sucked in. I still have a life out of it man, and I intend to keep it this way.
And getting picked up by a random I only know for 10 minutes? Pretty disgusting. And freaky. At least I'm now going to be better at dealing with this crap. Perhaps I should be less friendly to people around me. Staying too long at drugs and alcohol really warps me up abit.