Everyone wants to go to heaven, but no one wants to die.
Hey kids, long time no see.
Well, since my last post. Let's see. The dogs went on the puzzle and destroyed what little of my 1000 piece puzzle I had put together, and since it was only a few short days before I was about to head back to school I admitted defeat and put all the puzzles in the box. I'll break it out over the summer. I hung out with Stacey twice - once we went to Garden City to hang out and wander (where we found Vera Bradley's in the new colors) and the second time we went to Carrabba's for dinner then to Stacey's to eat Brett's birthday brownies and talk. I also got into an argument with my mother. And a cellphone! That's right, I have a cell phone. So you can all call me again! Or not, I mean, not many people call me. The list of people who call me is pretty short. But that's okay, I don't exactly call people either.
Oh right. I also came back to school. I left at about 9:30 last Sunday with the Romelczyk's. And my fish. We made pretty awesome time, since the driving conditions were really good and there weren't any people on the road. Besides like 7 cars we ran into that had UVM stickers. Well, okay, one van just had "UVM" written in the dirt on their really dirty back windshield. Kae actually got back the same time I did, so instead of hugging her I made her hold the fish. Then Aram, the great guy that he is, carried my duffel bag to my room because I was too weak to. I went to the bookstore with Meredith and her parents to pick up my books for Daoism to do the reading that had been assigned before classes had even started. o_O. Then we stopped at Hannafords so Meredith could pick up all the things she'd forgotten. Meredith has cute parents. Then back to the house. Oh. Somewhere before leaving for the bookstore I'm pretty sure I remembered to hug Kae. Or maybe it was after the bookstore. Oh well. I unpacked and people went to Friendly's for dinner. Like. 15 of us. Then I did my reading for Daoism that had been assigned before classes had even started.
Cue the start of classes. And work. Clinic hasn't started yet, so my Monday began with work at 12! Yay work! I love work. I forget who I worked with. Oh well. I think it was Steve for a while. hm. Then I had Daoism, which is going to be a lot of reading. I had to do this reading and respond on if I thought the Xiang'er commentary believed the Dao to be active or passive. After finishing the reading, I still had no idea. Luckily, Peter's roommate is a Daoist. She said passive, which is sweet, because that's what I was leaning towards. Tuesday had 8 am Immunology. It looks interesting, probably not much more work than PATH101, but it will still require work. Then I had work at 10, and this time I worked with Margot who is really entertaining. Instrumentation at 2, where we discussed how to have a conversation. I know, I know; I'm just as perplexed about this as you are. Following instrumentation I was bored out of my mind until my last class of the day, Procedures at 4:45. I like the guy who teaches it, but this class is going to be a lot of studying. I have to do a term paper, but I have no idea what sort of thing to write about. I have to have a topic picked by the end of January so I looked through the JNMT and e-mailed David requesting some serious help so I don't fail. At this point, I was only slightly panicking. Wednesday was pretty chill, because, no clinic. So I met Laura Sadlier for lunch and then had folk and square dancing Wednesday night. It's going to be the best thing ever. Thursday was eerily similar to Tuesday, except, I don't work on Thursdays, Jill and Jennifer visited Instrumentation to discuss clinic, and I had a meeting about Phlebotomy. Clinic now has competencies, which means I have to do a certain number of procedures to learn I'm actually doing things, and I have to do at least one successful IV on a patient, and 4 successful straight sticks (two on patients.) Oh no. Then I had phlebotomy. During which I was informed that I had to schedule 2 one hour shifts at 8 am, and 4 three hour shifts, from 6 to 9 pm, in a 2 week time span. Because my schedule is horrible, I had to schedule them after my 4:45 classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays (creating 7 am to 9:30 pm days), and my 8 am's on Friday's. Not only that, but I have to do at least 16 successful sticks on patients, and 4 of those in pediatrics. Oh my god. Who remembers what Sarah did last semester? Anyone? Anyone? Two sticks, both on phlebotomists. This is not going to work out. And that's when I decided, I made a big mistake, I'm completely screwed, I'm not cut out for this, and there's no way I'm going to make it. I can't draw blood, I can't inject people. I can't do it. Can't. But I can't start over either. So I have to keep going. I hate existential crises. But this wasn't a real one, this was more of a life-path crisis.
On the upside, assuming I actually make it to the clinical internship in my senior year, I get to go to Boston.
Snap.
Today was pretty good though. Worked from 10-2, which a girl named Gaby who was cool, Carrin (one of my favorite people at the lib), and a girl I didn't know named Leah. Then I got a sandwich, came home, was antisocial. Later I'm going to see Juno though.
Also, after Talan stared in a very distressed way at the fish in the plastic transport container on Wednesday and said "there's a reason things die," I cleaned out the tank (including the rocks in the bottom. After telling him to get out of my room. Though now my fish have really clean water. I think they like it. The Juli Cories have been swimming around in a spastic fashion. Mostly the beta just hangs out in one of the corners of the tank, probably thinking, "Get me away from these crazies." I always wonder what they're thinking when I print things, because the fishtank is on the same shelf and it shakes. Like "OH MY GOD THERE'S AN EARTHQUAKE"; however, fish probably do not think about earthquakes. Or really. Anything.
My current book is Sushi for Beginners, by Marian Keyes. It's cute. Easy to read, which is important when you spend your day reading about Imaging Necrotic Myocardium and commentaries on the Dao de Jing.
Well, since my last post. Let's see. The dogs went on the puzzle and destroyed what little of my 1000 piece puzzle I had put together, and since it was only a few short days before I was about to head back to school I admitted defeat and put all the puzzles in the box. I'll break it out over the summer. I hung out with Stacey twice - once we went to Garden City to hang out and wander (where we found Vera Bradley's in the new colors) and the second time we went to Carrabba's for dinner then to Stacey's to eat Brett's birthday brownies and talk. I also got into an argument with my mother. And a cellphone! That's right, I have a cell phone. So you can all call me again! Or not, I mean, not many people call me. The list of people who call me is pretty short. But that's okay, I don't exactly call people either.
Oh right. I also came back to school. I left at about 9:30 last Sunday with the Romelczyk's. And my fish. We made pretty awesome time, since the driving conditions were really good and there weren't any people on the road. Besides like 7 cars we ran into that had UVM stickers. Well, okay, one van just had "UVM" written in the dirt on their really dirty back windshield. Kae actually got back the same time I did, so instead of hugging her I made her hold the fish. Then Aram, the great guy that he is, carried my duffel bag to my room because I was too weak to. I went to the bookstore with Meredith and her parents to pick up my books for Daoism to do the reading that had been assigned before classes had even started. o_O. Then we stopped at Hannafords so Meredith could pick up all the things she'd forgotten. Meredith has cute parents. Then back to the house. Oh. Somewhere before leaving for the bookstore I'm pretty sure I remembered to hug Kae. Or maybe it was after the bookstore. Oh well. I unpacked and people went to Friendly's for dinner. Like. 15 of us. Then I did my reading for Daoism that had been assigned before classes had even started.
Cue the start of classes. And work. Clinic hasn't started yet, so my Monday began with work at 12! Yay work! I love work. I forget who I worked with. Oh well. I think it was Steve for a while. hm. Then I had Daoism, which is going to be a lot of reading. I had to do this reading and respond on if I thought the Xiang'er commentary believed the Dao to be active or passive. After finishing the reading, I still had no idea. Luckily, Peter's roommate is a Daoist. She said passive, which is sweet, because that's what I was leaning towards. Tuesday had 8 am Immunology. It looks interesting, probably not much more work than PATH101, but it will still require work. Then I had work at 10, and this time I worked with Margot who is really entertaining. Instrumentation at 2, where we discussed how to have a conversation. I know, I know; I'm just as perplexed about this as you are. Following instrumentation I was bored out of my mind until my last class of the day, Procedures at 4:45. I like the guy who teaches it, but this class is going to be a lot of studying. I have to do a term paper, but I have no idea what sort of thing to write about. I have to have a topic picked by the end of January so I looked through the JNMT and e-mailed David requesting some serious help so I don't fail. At this point, I was only slightly panicking. Wednesday was pretty chill, because, no clinic. So I met Laura Sadlier for lunch and then had folk and square dancing Wednesday night. It's going to be the best thing ever. Thursday was eerily similar to Tuesday, except, I don't work on Thursdays, Jill and Jennifer visited Instrumentation to discuss clinic, and I had a meeting about Phlebotomy. Clinic now has competencies, which means I have to do a certain number of procedures to learn I'm actually doing things, and I have to do at least one successful IV on a patient, and 4 successful straight sticks (two on patients.) Oh no. Then I had phlebotomy. During which I was informed that I had to schedule 2 one hour shifts at 8 am, and 4 three hour shifts, from 6 to 9 pm, in a 2 week time span. Because my schedule is horrible, I had to schedule them after my 4:45 classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays (creating 7 am to 9:30 pm days), and my 8 am's on Friday's. Not only that, but I have to do at least 16 successful sticks on patients, and 4 of those in pediatrics. Oh my god. Who remembers what Sarah did last semester? Anyone? Anyone? Two sticks, both on phlebotomists. This is not going to work out. And that's when I decided, I made a big mistake, I'm completely screwed, I'm not cut out for this, and there's no way I'm going to make it. I can't draw blood, I can't inject people. I can't do it. Can't. But I can't start over either. So I have to keep going. I hate existential crises. But this wasn't a real one, this was more of a life-path crisis.
On the upside, assuming I actually make it to the clinical internship in my senior year, I get to go to Boston.
Snap.
Today was pretty good though. Worked from 10-2, which a girl named Gaby who was cool, Carrin (one of my favorite people at the lib), and a girl I didn't know named Leah. Then I got a sandwich, came home, was antisocial. Later I'm going to see Juno though.
Also, after Talan stared in a very distressed way at the fish in the plastic transport container on Wednesday and said "there's a reason things die," I cleaned out the tank (including the rocks in the bottom. After telling him to get out of my room. Though now my fish have really clean water. I think they like it. The Juli Cories have been swimming around in a spastic fashion. Mostly the beta just hangs out in one of the corners of the tank, probably thinking, "Get me away from these crazies." I always wonder what they're thinking when I print things, because the fishtank is on the same shelf and it shakes. Like "OH MY GOD THERE'S AN EARTHQUAKE"; however, fish probably do not think about earthquakes. Or really. Anything.
My current book is Sushi for Beginners, by Marian Keyes. It's cute. Easy to read, which is important when you spend your day reading about Imaging Necrotic Myocardium and commentaries on the Dao de Jing.