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.