The fifth week has come to pass! Kind of crazy to think that it has already been five weeks. Time certainly is going by fast, I just wish I could speed it up a little bit more. Maybe fast-forward to the day I get my licence, that'd be nice. So this week we had a lab quiz on Monday that was super easy, still a long day though. Tuesday and Wednesday passed pretty uneventfully at school.
However, Wednesday night Marie, her mom, my mom, and I went to the Comal County Fair. It was very exciting. Well, as exciting as fairs can be. We rode the Ferris wheel, and the whole time I thought about a wheel made out of Fe2+, played some games, and ate some fried stuff! I won the dart throwing game, my prize, a fifty-cent frog. Oh well can't always expect gold plated toilets. It's crazy how much the prices have changed in the last five years. I remember it being two dolla billz to play the games, now it's five big ones! I don't see how the majority of the goers pay for all the stuff, especially when they have 3-5 kids wanting to play and buy everything. And of course, being as it's in the NB, I ran into to a couple people I haven't seen in years, people I tried to erase from memory. Can't go to New Braunfels and not run into someone you know. All in all we had some fun though, it was nice to take a day off from school work.
Thursday was an action packed day, I went from class to an APhA event to visit my resident to work out to going to dinner with CAPA. So we'll start off by elaborating the CARE visit. My old lady is so sweet, probably the best, she constantly tells me I am "gorgeous", and this time she told me she loves me and gave me a kiss on the cheek good-bye. She has Alzheimer's so we repeat a lot of our conversations, which is probably why she tells me I am gorgeous all the time, so I didn't expect her to remember me. Well she didn't recognize me when I walked in, but about five minutes into our conversation she said to me, "Did you say you have a little brother?" I sat there shocked, because I hadn't mentioned my little brother since the last visit two weeks ago, and then told her yes I did. She remembered something about me! So maybe there is hope after all, at least maybe a chance that she'll regain some short-term memory. I would love to walk in and have her remember me and her kids be so happy and grateful to know that with patience and effort, she may remember them and their children. I know it's a long shot, but you gotta have something to believe in or else this world will chew you up and spit you out.
For dinner I got to attend my first wining and dining event sponsored by Merck for CAPA members. CAPA= Capitol Area Pharmacist Association. It came included with APhA membership. It was awesome, we ate at the Shoreline Grill and I got two giant glasses of wine and one of the best filet mignon I have ever had. FOR FREE! I can get used to this! I can't wait for even more events! I will for sure sign up for all the free dinners once I am a pharmacist, we deserve a free meal every now and again.Not only was the food good, but the presentation wasn't bad either. So it was definitely a win-win situation. If only I could have brought Marie, I tried, then it would have been perfecto!
Friday was yesterday and tomorrow is Sunday! Then Monday follows and Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday...... then Friday again! Stupid Rachel Black. Anyways, Friday sucked but I am getting a little more used to the suffering every week. This time it was Mike's stomach growling. Then I got to go eat Outback and enjoy some beers and a movie. We watched Equilibrium, very Matrixish, pretty good though. Christian Bale is pretty hardcore and I liked the literary ties to 1984, Fahrenheit 451, and Brave New World. I recommend re-reading those if it's been awhile or not at all. Makes you wonder what we start to sacrifice for the sake of peace and equality. Today I worked and didn't have too much trouble.
So I had an interesting experience on the bus Wednesday morning. I kept feeling something hit the back of my seat followed by a "ping" noise. I finally turned around and found it to be a man's head hitting the metal bar every time the bus lurched, which is often. The pinging was pretty loud and sounded quite painful, so I watched him to see if he would wake up and lean back. He didn't move except for the sway of the bus. This occurred for about five minutes before I began to the]ink that the guy was dead. So I questioned the bus in general, "Do you think this dude behind me is dead?" I received only one response, "I think I saw him move awhile back." So here I am sitting with a dead guy behind me and I am really wondering what my mode of action should be, shake him and risk him being alive, but drugged up, and attacking me, or let him continue to bang his head against the pole and assume that the city was gonna have a funeral on its hands. Before I could make up my mind a slight cough slipped out and I took that as proof of life. Who knows, that may have been his last breath.
Then a transsexual gets on the bus and starts talking about God to another passenger. The bus driver got angry and asked her to stop because that is soliciting and it's a city run bus and people shouldn't have to listen to that if they don't want to. She then starts arguing about free speech and religion, so the bus driver tells her not to speak to him because it's not safe for the other riders and that's a rule. She keeps going at him so he presses a button that announces over the speaker, "Please do not speak to the bus driver for your safety." She finally get's the message and starts talking to the guy next to her, claiming that since there are no Arabic, and therefore no terrorists, riding the bus that she can talk about the Father, Son and Holy spirit all she wants. I am not making this up! She said that all Arabics are terrorists. That just doesn't sit well with me, but I am not going to go any further into this discussion. Let's just leave it at this, Austin is a strange place and a lot of weirdos ride the bus!
Sorry this was such a long post my lovelies, but I had a lot to cover. First test is this next week on Wednesday, I'll let you know how it goes! Stay strong and pass the vodka!
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Fourth Week.....
So today marks the end of another week in school. I am not gonna lie, I wish it could go by even faster! I have been staying up late and getting up early everyday of the week. Except today, I had off and finally got to sleep in! Too bad I have to study! School has been pretty rough and I can tell all my friends are starting to feel the pressure also. Our first test is in a two weeks and we are all nervous as to how it's going to be. After that test it's non-stop until finals week. I am kind of ready for it though. I feel like I am at the part on a roller coaster where it is slowly bringing you up to the peak before you go flying down the other side. The "Ka-chink, Ka-chink" part. And I have that feeling where I am excited for it, but also kind of regretting getting on the ride. Hopefully all goes well.
So I decided to transfer back to my old store in Dripping Springs. It's a longer drive but a lot less stressful of an environment. I called and told my pharmacist and she said she started jumping up and down. Apparently they miss me and things haven't been going to well since I left, though I am pretty sure it's just because school started and business picked up. So we'll see if I make any difference. I wouldn't mind working over there as a pharmacist when I graduate, the people can be a little rude, but the area is very nice and lots of land equals lots of fun!
Mondays are now going to suck pretty bad, as the lab we have is fairly ridiculous. It took three hours to go over 10 problems. And that was with us just copying down the answers. I still need to go back through and re-do them all for the quiz on Monday. Thank god for Tuesdays and Thursdays, it's very pleasant to get out after only two classes, they are my "I'm not gonna freak out on everyone" days. Wednesdays aren't too bad and well Fridays, Fridays are the days I get to come home, after nine hours of class, and have a beer and reflect on the week. It's the little things that help you make it through pharmacy school. So Rule# 39: Enjoy the little things.
For those of you out there reading this that plan on going to pharmacy school, don't let this blog discourage you. Just be prepared for a very hectic and slightly depressing four years! It will be worth it once I have that beautiful doctorate and a nice number from the Texas State Board of Pharmacy though! If only I were master HP, then I'd use a wine out of nothing spell and enjoy a nice glass right now. So long Dear Readers, see you next week.
Oh my gosh! I almost forgot! We went to Ikea yesterday, and there was a family of hipsters there. One of their kids name was "Satchel"! WTF!!!!! What is wrong with people! How is that poor kid not going to be made fun of, and why would you as a parent name them that. SOOOOOOOOO DUMB! It's people like that, that make my heart sad for the future of this world. "Satchel". (Shaking my head slowly) I guess their next kids will be "Fanny Pack" and "Beach Tote". Pathetic! Also, Ikea screwed us again. They never have everything in stock that we need. We got the book shelf but they were out of extra shelves for it! Even Marie was saying "F Ikea". And they are never close enough to where it's like, "Ok, I'll just drive ten minutes to come back another time." It's always forty-five minutes away!
So I decided to transfer back to my old store in Dripping Springs. It's a longer drive but a lot less stressful of an environment. I called and told my pharmacist and she said she started jumping up and down. Apparently they miss me and things haven't been going to well since I left, though I am pretty sure it's just because school started and business picked up. So we'll see if I make any difference. I wouldn't mind working over there as a pharmacist when I graduate, the people can be a little rude, but the area is very nice and lots of land equals lots of fun!
Mondays are now going to suck pretty bad, as the lab we have is fairly ridiculous. It took three hours to go over 10 problems. And that was with us just copying down the answers. I still need to go back through and re-do them all for the quiz on Monday. Thank god for Tuesdays and Thursdays, it's very pleasant to get out after only two classes, they are my "I'm not gonna freak out on everyone" days. Wednesdays aren't too bad and well Fridays, Fridays are the days I get to come home, after nine hours of class, and have a beer and reflect on the week. It's the little things that help you make it through pharmacy school. So Rule# 39: Enjoy the little things.
For those of you out there reading this that plan on going to pharmacy school, don't let this blog discourage you. Just be prepared for a very hectic and slightly depressing four years! It will be worth it once I have that beautiful doctorate and a nice number from the Texas State Board of Pharmacy though! If only I were master HP, then I'd use a wine out of nothing spell and enjoy a nice glass right now. So long Dear Readers, see you next week.
Oh my gosh! I almost forgot! We went to Ikea yesterday, and there was a family of hipsters there. One of their kids name was "Satchel"! WTF!!!!! What is wrong with people! How is that poor kid not going to be made fun of, and why would you as a parent name them that. SOOOOOOOOO DUMB! It's people like that, that make my heart sad for the future of this world. "Satchel". (Shaking my head slowly) I guess their next kids will be "Fanny Pack" and "Beach Tote". Pathetic! Also, Ikea screwed us again. They never have everything in stock that we need. We got the book shelf but they were out of extra shelves for it! Even Marie was saying "F Ikea". And they are never close enough to where it's like, "Ok, I'll just drive ten minutes to come back another time." It's always forty-five minutes away!
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Third week!
I have officially made it through three weeks of pharmacy school! Nothing killer, just a lot of busy work and a lot of stress. We had our first real quiz yesterday, I did alright I think. I spent too much time on the first problem and had to rush through the last two. It was pretty poopy! Why is poopy not a word, spell check, it's one of the most widely used words in my vocabulary. So let's see what happened this week. Tuesday I don't think anything crazy happened. Sameer, a school friend and personal trainer, and I started our get Brendon swoll workout regime. Hopefully it has results, I bought protein powder and everything. If he would stop going to the gym without me!
Wednesday, I had my CARE program orientation. This is a program within the pharmacy school where we go visit with residents in assisted living facilities and then we discuss them and their problems, all using codes of course, in a group discussion setting. Kind of interesting, kind of a big chunk of study time. My residents, of course I got two, were both very sweet and seemed happy to have me there. My first resident was nice but bed ridden, she seemed completely lucid and unaffected by age mentally though. She talked quietly and was watching a movie, Kill Bill Vol. 1, so I felt a little awkward sitting next to her and talking. We mainly just watched the movie together. My second resident was a "HOOT"! Who says hoot? I do! But not in real life, that's something my mom would say. But that's also the best word to describe her. When the nursing director introduced us her face lit up. It was incredible to see the difference. I soon found out why she seemed so happy to see me. After chatting with her for a little bit, she has Alzheimer's so the questions repeated themselves a lot, she leaned in and said, "Don't tell anyone, but you are gorgeous." I laughed and said, "Thank you, my wife thinks so also." Then she blew me a kiss as I was leaving. She's a super cute old lady, I have to admit. Watch out Marie! It was fun but also kind of sad conversing with her. She would forget almost everything I told her, but then she would say, "I don't know why I am here, my husband should be picking me up soon." I'm not sure but I think her husband may have passed, because I think she has been there for awhile. I wonder if she'll remember me when I go see her again. I have this like vision of her remembering me and it being like some huge accomplishment and my visits actually making a difference in her life. Then again I may just be being egotistical.
Thursday was just another day and Friday was horrible, again! Those days are going to kill us, especially those of us who have labs. 9-6 without more than a ten minute break is super bad. It makes me miserable at the end of the day, vitamin D deficiency hardcore! It was funny because Sameer kept making the day longer and long. "Man we've been cooped up her for like six hours!" Then, "Man an eight hour day without breaks, this is stupid!" To finally being, "We've been stuck in this same damn place for twelve hours now! I am going crazy!" It does start to feel like twelve hours though after awhile. And the last thing we do for the day is a stupid quiz. Hopefully I didn't bomb it and they kick me out of school. That'd be embarrassing, I'd feel like such a douche if I flunked pharmacy school.
Finally we arrive at today, the end of the week and the start of another, puke. Allen Jon Barta turned ten years old today! Quite exciting. Marie and I had a lot of fun out at the "Jelly Stone Park RV resort" in Canyon Lake. It was Yogied out and we got buttons with yogi on them. The pools were really nice and Marie and I owned some pool. And by owned I mean sucked for the most part with a few amazing shots on both of our parts. I jumped the eight ball and got my ball in the pocket, and Marie hit the middle of two balls and shot them both into pockets. We also scratched a lot and we both got the eight ball in too early on two separate games. Then we all swim/sat next to the pool watching the kids try and murder each other with water guns. And of course cake and presents!
A.J. had a blast and so did my mom and Allen, you can tell by how A.J. is trying to beat them with that blow thing-a-ma-jig (pretty sure that's the technical name).
All and all a pretty productive week in the PharmD life. Well Dear Readers, this is the time I tell you good bye and hope that you enjoyed this weeks blog. Remember to have your pets and weird neighbors spayed and neutered! Oh and that old lady wasn't really watching Kill Bill.
Wednesday, I had my CARE program orientation. This is a program within the pharmacy school where we go visit with residents in assisted living facilities and then we discuss them and their problems, all using codes of course, in a group discussion setting. Kind of interesting, kind of a big chunk of study time. My residents, of course I got two, were both very sweet and seemed happy to have me there. My first resident was nice but bed ridden, she seemed completely lucid and unaffected by age mentally though. She talked quietly and was watching a movie, Kill Bill Vol. 1, so I felt a little awkward sitting next to her and talking. We mainly just watched the movie together. My second resident was a "HOOT"! Who says hoot? I do! But not in real life, that's something my mom would say. But that's also the best word to describe her. When the nursing director introduced us her face lit up. It was incredible to see the difference. I soon found out why she seemed so happy to see me. After chatting with her for a little bit, she has Alzheimer's so the questions repeated themselves a lot, she leaned in and said, "Don't tell anyone, but you are gorgeous." I laughed and said, "Thank you, my wife thinks so also." Then she blew me a kiss as I was leaving. She's a super cute old lady, I have to admit. Watch out Marie! It was fun but also kind of sad conversing with her. She would forget almost everything I told her, but then she would say, "I don't know why I am here, my husband should be picking me up soon." I'm not sure but I think her husband may have passed, because I think she has been there for awhile. I wonder if she'll remember me when I go see her again. I have this like vision of her remembering me and it being like some huge accomplishment and my visits actually making a difference in her life. Then again I may just be being egotistical.
Thursday was just another day and Friday was horrible, again! Those days are going to kill us, especially those of us who have labs. 9-6 without more than a ten minute break is super bad. It makes me miserable at the end of the day, vitamin D deficiency hardcore! It was funny because Sameer kept making the day longer and long. "Man we've been cooped up her for like six hours!" Then, "Man an eight hour day without breaks, this is stupid!" To finally being, "We've been stuck in this same damn place for twelve hours now! I am going crazy!" It does start to feel like twelve hours though after awhile. And the last thing we do for the day is a stupid quiz. Hopefully I didn't bomb it and they kick me out of school. That'd be embarrassing, I'd feel like such a douche if I flunked pharmacy school.
Finally we arrive at today, the end of the week and the start of another, puke. Allen Jon Barta turned ten years old today! Quite exciting. Marie and I had a lot of fun out at the "Jelly Stone Park RV resort" in Canyon Lake. It was Yogied out and we got buttons with yogi on them. The pools were really nice and Marie and I owned some pool. And by owned I mean sucked for the most part with a few amazing shots on both of our parts. I jumped the eight ball and got my ball in the pocket, and Marie hit the middle of two balls and shot them both into pockets. We also scratched a lot and we both got the eight ball in too early on two separate games. Then we all swim/sat next to the pool watching the kids try and murder each other with water guns. And of course cake and presents!
A.J. had a blast and so did my mom and Allen, you can tell by how A.J. is trying to beat them with that blow thing-a-ma-jig (pretty sure that's the technical name).
All and all a pretty productive week in the PharmD life. Well Dear Readers, this is the time I tell you good bye and hope that you enjoyed this weeks blog. Remember to have your pets and weird neighbors spayed and neutered! Oh and that old lady wasn't really watching Kill Bill.
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Labor Day Weekend
Alright, I know this is a little early in the week, but I needed a study break! So first I hope everyone who didn't have to labor this whole weekend had a happy Labor Day weekend. Of course people need drugs and yours truly labored so that Mrs. F could get her norcos! JK! (Sorta) Not everyone that came in got norcos this weekend, for non-pharmacy/hospital/doctors/nurses/crackheads, norco is hydrocodone-acetaminophen(APAP). It is highly addictive and highly prescribed. Anyways, I decided to make this post have a little bit of the real life pharmacy world in it for those who have yet to experience it or never will. So PRE-PARE (only Marie will get that, Super Smash Bros.) yourselves for a soap-box rant.
First of two, a nice lady, who looks a little drugged up, Mrs. F, comes storming into the pharmacy on Sunday. Too many commas so I shall start afresh. Anywho, another aside, for those not in pharmacy you don't know this, but holidays are the number one times for people to come and get their legal drugs. CIII-CVs fly off the shelf like they are going out of style. Why is this? Because most people need medication to deal with family and the stress that, that entails. I will not go any further since I do not have a clever false blog to hide my true identity, though I do have Clark Kent glasses! So back to the story! Jeeze! Mrs. F comes storming back to the pharmacy and demands her refill, the associate at pick-up sends her to me at drop-off. She stomps over to me, dragging her clueless looking spouse/boyfriend behind her. "I need to pick-up my refill!" "Huh?" Those literally were the first two words of our conversation. As Dean Wilcox demonstrated, pharmacists are not mind readers, please give us more than that to go upon. "I need my refill!" "Is in not ready?" "NO!!!" "Okay what's your name?" "Mrs. F, and I need them filled now on CASH, not my medicaid." DING DING DING!!!! Red flags go off! This is going to be trouble. "Alright, which medication?" "My norcos, I need them filled CASH, not Medicaid." "I am sorry but those are too early." "I told you! They are too early for Medicaid but I am filling them with CASH!" "I am sorry, but it's not just too early under Medicaid, it's too early for that medication." At this point, as the pharmacist is glancing over my shoulder nodding her head, the lady twirls around and starts walking towards the door. As she is stomping off she calls out "Well I never have problems getting them!" HUFF HUFF.
Rule #1: If someone offers to pay cash when they have insurance get ready for something to go wrong.
Rule #2: When you tell them no and they just turn around and walk off, be thankful, but also know they were doing something wrong. If someone has legitimate need for their pain meds a little early, they will rationally explain the situation, ask for an override if the insurance company allows it, and pay cash only if necessary. If someone basically runs away from you, it means they know they are doing wrong and are peacing out before that magic word, "Police", comes out of your mouth.
Alright rant two, I'll keep it short, though I hope you are entertained enough to want more, but Marie says to long equals no reads. Back to the topic, chain stores, independent, mail order, and any other type of pharmacy, DO NOT set your insurance co-pays. I repeat, DO NOT set them. So please don't yell at me because you have to pay $95 for a $500 drug, be thankful you have insurance and pay what they tell you to pay or change companies/groups. If you are set up through work, I am sorry, but I can't change it. We use this thing called the interwebs, I think it's a whole bunch of PVC pipes with wires running through them, and send the information to your insurance and they send us back a co-pay. You can yell about Out of Pocket payments all you want, the company does set those, but not your insurance co-pays. Obviously I am just the messenger, so don't shoot me. It's against some treaty or another.
Both these rants are spurred by true events that occurred this weekend, and almost every other day at work. And in that first one, I didn't even embellish on the conversation, that is actually what she said! People are nuts!
A little bit about school so far this week. I am learning the amino acids and I swear I probably sound nuts sitting alone with the cats saying. "Cysteine, simple cysteine, what do you look like simple cysteine?" Simple cause it's a methyl (CH3) and a SH. Here's another of my favorites. "Lysine is a B-E-A-N pole" I spell out bean because it has four methyls and then shout "POLE!" and draw the amine(NH3) at the end. Hopefully I don't shout out "Bean pole!" during the exam, people may judge.
Alright, Dear Readers, I hope you enjoyed the blog and I will throw in some more pharmacy antics as they occur. Remember to have your pets spayed or neutered.
First of two, a nice lady, who looks a little drugged up, Mrs. F, comes storming into the pharmacy on Sunday. Too many commas so I shall start afresh. Anywho, another aside, for those not in pharmacy you don't know this, but holidays are the number one times for people to come and get their legal drugs. CIII-CVs fly off the shelf like they are going out of style. Why is this? Because most people need medication to deal with family and the stress that, that entails. I will not go any further since I do not have a clever false blog to hide my true identity, though I do have Clark Kent glasses! So back to the story! Jeeze! Mrs. F comes storming back to the pharmacy and demands her refill, the associate at pick-up sends her to me at drop-off. She stomps over to me, dragging her clueless looking spouse/boyfriend behind her. "I need to pick-up my refill!" "Huh?" Those literally were the first two words of our conversation. As Dean Wilcox demonstrated, pharmacists are not mind readers, please give us more than that to go upon. "I need my refill!" "Is in not ready?" "NO!!!" "Okay what's your name?" "Mrs. F, and I need them filled now on CASH, not my medicaid." DING DING DING!!!! Red flags go off! This is going to be trouble. "Alright, which medication?" "My norcos, I need them filled CASH, not Medicaid." "I am sorry but those are too early." "I told you! They are too early for Medicaid but I am filling them with CASH!" "I am sorry, but it's not just too early under Medicaid, it's too early for that medication." At this point, as the pharmacist is glancing over my shoulder nodding her head, the lady twirls around and starts walking towards the door. As she is stomping off she calls out "Well I never have problems getting them!" HUFF HUFF.
Rule #1: If someone offers to pay cash when they have insurance get ready for something to go wrong.
Rule #2: When you tell them no and they just turn around and walk off, be thankful, but also know they were doing something wrong. If someone has legitimate need for their pain meds a little early, they will rationally explain the situation, ask for an override if the insurance company allows it, and pay cash only if necessary. If someone basically runs away from you, it means they know they are doing wrong and are peacing out before that magic word, "Police", comes out of your mouth.
Alright rant two, I'll keep it short, though I hope you are entertained enough to want more, but Marie says to long equals no reads. Back to the topic, chain stores, independent, mail order, and any other type of pharmacy, DO NOT set your insurance co-pays. I repeat, DO NOT set them. So please don't yell at me because you have to pay $95 for a $500 drug, be thankful you have insurance and pay what they tell you to pay or change companies/groups. If you are set up through work, I am sorry, but I can't change it. We use this thing called the interwebs, I think it's a whole bunch of PVC pipes with wires running through them, and send the information to your insurance and they send us back a co-pay. You can yell about Out of Pocket payments all you want, the company does set those, but not your insurance co-pays. Obviously I am just the messenger, so don't shoot me. It's against some treaty or another.
Both these rants are spurred by true events that occurred this weekend, and almost every other day at work. And in that first one, I didn't even embellish on the conversation, that is actually what she said! People are nuts!
A little bit about school so far this week. I am learning the amino acids and I swear I probably sound nuts sitting alone with the cats saying. "Cysteine, simple cysteine, what do you look like simple cysteine?" Simple cause it's a methyl (CH3) and a SH. Here's another of my favorites. "Lysine is a B-E-A-N pole" I spell out bean because it has four methyls and then shout "POLE!" and draw the amine(NH3) at the end. Hopefully I don't shout out "Bean pole!" during the exam, people may judge.
Alright, Dear Readers, I hope you enjoyed the blog and I will throw in some more pharmacy antics as they occur. Remember to have your pets spayed or neutered.
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Second week
Alrighty then! Who would have thought life could get even busier! It's totally insane! I know that if it weren't for Marie I would never eat anything more than a frozen dinner. Have you ever had so much on your mind that you literally aren't hungry because you can't think about it? So the loving wife cooks and forces food down my gullet. She's beautiful.
On to the good stuff, so we still haven't started one of the labs, Physical and Chemical properties of drugs (VOMIT), so Monday wasn't too bad. But it'll get there. The rest of the week up until Friday was just like undergrad, maybe a little more intense, but not too bad. Thursday I had to go to an event for UT-APhA-ASP, short name huh? It was fun but time consuming. But the duties of Historian call! It's really funny to play games like Taboo and Apples to Apples with a whole bunch of nerds. We use drugs as clues, for example, the word is allergies, first thing out of my mouth "You take diphenhydramine for it!". We are super fly!
Friday, Friday, please kill me on Friday! Get there at 830am leave at 630pm. Oh and no breaks! Literally class-class-class-to god kill me-class. Then a lab! Three hours in the same room listening to someone explain Arrow Pushing is not my idea of fun. Then you're supposed to go home and study? NO WAY! Applebee's and cheap beer to the rescue. So Marie and I got to enjoy some us time that night, Bridget Jones' Diary, Marie says I kind of look like Collin Firth and she has a mad old man crush on him. So I guess it could have been worse. I do know that Fridays my brain will be too full to add more info after I leave school.
Then that brings us to today. Work my butt off, but at least the time goes by quickly. So check it, the pharmacist I work with is the wife to one of my professors! What are the odds of that? Out of all the CVSs we happen to work at the same one. So of course I threatened to make her life hard if she didn't tell her husband to give me an A. You know the norm.
Our cats are crazy! Greg tried to jump up on my shoulder and instead sunk his claws into my neck. I spanked him and then felt bad about it as he gazed at me with the "Big Eyes". Such a douche! But so damn cute! Sophie is asleep on my socks, freak.
Well that was another week in the PharmD life. Pretty soon Dear Reader, you will graduate with me and we can practice pharmacy together! Wouldn't that be nice! Now time to write my paper! Elderly People and Why we shouldn't not care.
Peace
On to the good stuff, so we still haven't started one of the labs, Physical and Chemical properties of drugs (VOMIT), so Monday wasn't too bad. But it'll get there. The rest of the week up until Friday was just like undergrad, maybe a little more intense, but not too bad. Thursday I had to go to an event for UT-APhA-ASP, short name huh? It was fun but time consuming. But the duties of Historian call! It's really funny to play games like Taboo and Apples to Apples with a whole bunch of nerds. We use drugs as clues, for example, the word is allergies, first thing out of my mouth "You take diphenhydramine for it!". We are super fly!
Friday, Friday, please kill me on Friday! Get there at 830am leave at 630pm. Oh and no breaks! Literally class-class-class-to god kill me-class. Then a lab! Three hours in the same room listening to someone explain Arrow Pushing is not my idea of fun. Then you're supposed to go home and study? NO WAY! Applebee's and cheap beer to the rescue. So Marie and I got to enjoy some us time that night, Bridget Jones' Diary, Marie says I kind of look like Collin Firth and she has a mad old man crush on him. So I guess it could have been worse. I do know that Fridays my brain will be too full to add more info after I leave school.
Then that brings us to today. Work my butt off, but at least the time goes by quickly. So check it, the pharmacist I work with is the wife to one of my professors! What are the odds of that? Out of all the CVSs we happen to work at the same one. So of course I threatened to make her life hard if she didn't tell her husband to give me an A. You know the norm.
Our cats are crazy! Greg tried to jump up on my shoulder and instead sunk his claws into my neck. I spanked him and then felt bad about it as he gazed at me with the "Big Eyes". Such a douche! But so damn cute! Sophie is asleep on my socks, freak.
Well that was another week in the PharmD life. Pretty soon Dear Reader, you will graduate with me and we can practice pharmacy together! Wouldn't that be nice! Now time to write my paper! Elderly People and Why we shouldn't not care.
Peace
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