My alarm is a clock radio and while I don’t move it or touch it other than to set the time that it goes off, sometimes it just decides that radio waves are far more volatile than they really are. Or that the towers from which they are broadcast must be completely mobile and that the signals can just one day up and disappear. And I’m talking about the local FM stations like X103 (YES I LOVE THAT STATION, ESPECIALLY TODD AND THE DEUCE!).
Anyway, it’s bad enough getting woken up from REM sleep by loud noises, but even worse when the sound that comes out of the clock radio is straight up white noise.
But I am awake and it is 8 AM! And it is Monday. We had clusters last week which is why I’ve been completely off the map. It was my birthday last Tuesday, too.
“omgosh, cathryn, what did you do?!”
I appeared for our morning study session before the therapeutics exam and my wonderful buddies had gotten me a cookie cake. I can’t tell you how they knew how much I love cookie cake. BUT THEY KNEW. It was amazing! So we feasted on cookie cake before the exam!
Then we left for the exam (which I had to take an hour early with about 1/3 of the class because we had electives at 2), and then I had my Public Health class. I was sick and I was having one of those THE VIRUS IS TAKING OVER MY BRAIN days. Like I thought I was turning into a Walking Dead zombie.
Even though I was tired and I probably gave the virus to Curtis over the weekend, we went out for Mexican food and then it was back to studying. It was a good day though!
I swear I do everything to try and not get sick.
Tips: hand-washing, hand-sanitizing, regular sleeping and regular eating, avoiding sick friends like they have the plague (they really love that, let me tell you–not), and getting my flu shot.
I still managed to pick up something right before clusters week. And it was a weird one.
We all know how colds usually go–sore throat, stuffy/runny nose, feeling miserable for 3 days-week. This virus was something else. All of the sudden I got super tired and super congested, but my nose wasn’t runny. It was just like somebody stuffed my sinuses with a bunch of cotton balls and then sapped my energy like Superman in a Kryptonite factory.
AND THAT WAS IT. No sore throat, no runny nose. Just… stuffystuffysleepysleepy. For five days during clusters. Now I’m fine. So, so weird. I do appreciate not having to be a living fountain during exams, though, because it’s highly disturbing to know the person sitting near you is spewing virus particles into a tissue and probably into the air.
This is such an image-heavy post. And I’m not sorry. Also have you ever read about the Plague? It’s super interesting.
If you need me, I’ll be Trip-ing it on the couch.
I thooought the P3 second semester schedule was going to be somewhat merciful, with our late start on Mondays and our Fridays off. Turns out I’m going to be spending every waking moment doing:
- 2 mini presentations, two debates, and at least three other presentations
- Two papers
- Two hundred drugs – studying EVERYTHING ABOUT THEM
- Two shadowing experiences
- One community project
- Don’t even get me started on clusters
- Reading two novels
AND A PARTRIDGE IN A PEAR TREE
All while getting my nonexistent CV together, brushing up on all my necessary certifications to get ready to go on rotations, and somehow finding time to watch every episode of Scrubs available on Netflix in preparation for rotations.
You won’t believe this, but Ashley created a picture of this exact moment sophomore year. Premonition.
I DO NOT MESS AROUND. 19 CREDIT HOURS. GO.
Clinical Kinetics – It’s every bit as awful as it sounds. In fact I have to listen to the recorded lectures on Panopto tomorrow. And maybe possibly probably order the book.
Advanced Drug Information – This class sounds redundant. As if pharmacy school isn’t 100% about drug information. Well, anyway, this class is about utilizing resources and understanding how to relay information from scientific articles (etc etc) in a clinical setting so we don’t sound like this on rotations:
Pharmacy Law – I thought I would hate this class buuut after this election year I’ve found myself incredibly intrigued by government policy and other such things so I’m actually looking forward to it!
Therapeutics 4 – As if the title didn’t give it away, this is the fourth therapeutics course we’ve taken. It will be full of therapy.
Intro to Rotations – Wherein we’re given a ton of deadlines, tests over 200 drugs and everything about them, and we listen to guest speakers talk about different kinds of rotations.
Public Health – GOSH I’M SO EXCITED. I’ve felt more and more over the past few months that public health is my calling (thanks to PAWS!) so I’m super excited to be in this class to learn more!
Drugs and Addiction – ALSO SUPER EXCITED because it’s not an area we study in our regular lectures at all, and I want to work with patient populations that may have a lot of substance abuse issues.
I feel like I’m really squeezing in the classes here. This is not a senioritis kind of year, people.
Rewind to last Thursday. I was in the home stretch of cluster exams and I was absolutely ready to
curl up in a ball and cry finish strong with my therapeutics exam.
I got home from my philosophy class around 8PM, made dinner, looked over notes for meningitis and blood/heart infections for two hours and then at 10:30 went: YOU KNOW WHAT?
And went to bed.
I then woke up at 3:30 AM and continued studying because my exam was at 8:00 AM on campus.
That was … really weird. People on my Facebook on the west coast were still up from the day before doing normal people stuff like watching Netflix and playing on the Internet and I was up at an ungodly hour cramming my brain with empiric regimens for late-onset hospital acquired pneumonia.
Then at 9:00 AM when I was done, it felt like 2PM and it was SO ODD. But I got McDonald’s breakfast and went back to bed so everything was okay. All I can say is: NEVER AGAIN. You hear that, finals?
It’s clusters week.
I’ve averaged 8 hours of sleep in the past two days.
I am cramming for therapeutics tomorrow which got scheduled at EIGHT IN THE FREAKIN’ MORNING. Then I have to write my philosophy paper in a week.
I’ve gotten through two out of three tests though–PDA (which is our pharmacology and medicinal chemistry class) and kinetics (which is math and sadness).
So it’s aaalmost the weekend! I have to go to my philosophy class tonight which means reading about social constructivism and trying to look alive and not like I’ve been living off of Mountain Dew and fast food (which I have). Yesterday I got a Snickers bar and a Mountain Dew out of a vending machine without really thinking about it (I never eat like this!) and I was like “oh my. this is how type 2 diabetes happens. It’s going on RIGHT NOW.”
But I need the caffeine and sugar for my brain. I should really go home and eat some vegetables, shouldn’t I?
One… in the morning. Okay.
Monday Tuesday. It was Monday until an hour ago. Monday after break is just rough. My first class this morning was at 8AM, which meant leaving by 7AM to beat the traffic (spoiler alert: no one went to work this morning so there was NO TRAFFIC). I had to watch this on an endless loop just to feign happiness.
JUST LOOK AT THAT KITTEN.
So I have cluster exams starting Wednesday. And a 2,000 word paper due next Friday. THEN FINALS. These 3 weeks are full of doom. I have done no such things related to “Black Friday” or “Cyber Monday” or “Christmas shopping.” Instead I have been studying and I’m about at this point right here.
…which is bad because I have 7 tests and a paper before I can call it quits for the semester.
I need to get back to studying flashcards! NO SLEEP TIL
BROOKLYN I LEARN ALL THE ALKYLATING AGENTS.
Have you people heard of the magical coffee cart that sells coffee and muffins for $1 each?! It’s called Brewed Awakenings and they stalk the halls to provide shlucks like myself who constantly need a caffeine and sugar fix. I wholeheartedly approve because it means I get coffee without even having to lift a finger! I can get it from our hangout table outside of the Science Library.
Gosh, what a week. I thought I could catch a break after clusters but it’s just been a whirlwind of business ever since. We have oral presentations in case this week and a quiz this Friday. Not to mention that wee little event called the presidential elections.
I’m not letting myself get all psyched up for the elections until I figure out what to do with this case though. This guy with hospital acquired pneumonia is about two seconds away from getting a bandaid and a lollypop though, I’m not even kidding.
It’s totally a Monday.