Had a great psuedo-vacation this weekend, even though I am losing my mind.
So I somehow made it up to Boston in one piece after driving directly on Thursday morning from work after completing another 16 hour shift, and after finishing a round of horribly insane overnights where I got about 4 hours of sleep a day max. Got to Boston around 12pm, and took a 4 hour nap. Woke up to a phone call from Amy, which was fine since I was planning to get up at 5pm to meet them and Mark's mom for dinner.
Got to Andover at 7pm, and Amy, her husband Mark, and I were going to meet Mark's mom in Newburyport at a vegan and raw restaurant she had heard lots about. Thank GOODNESS they called for reservations, cause what do you know the place closed officially May 1 (went out a business). So we got together at a thai restaurant in Andover instead. We had a great time. I really have missed Amy and Mark and am looking forward to seeing them more in the next three years. And I am lucky, since I get along with my boyfriend's parents so much that the thought of hanging out with his mom without him since he was stuck at work didn't even phase me. There is always something for us to talk about together.
Friday was an errand day for me while Mark worked. Then I made dinner and we walked around Davis some.
Saturday was Corynne's big day. My good friend Corynne who I went to Kenya with was finally marrying her long time (12 year) boyfriend Paul. The wedding was on the Cape. I had initially suggested to Mark that we get a hotel for the night, but most of the hotels in the area required a 2 night stay at over a $100 a night. So to save money for our upcoming trip to San Fran he asked that we not get a room and save money by driving. I agreed under the condition that HE drove since it would be 2 hours back to Boston that night and I was planning on drinking.
Well, our initial plans of going to Provincetown first got a little thwarted, I was lazy and didn't want to get out of bed, plus there were supposed to be thunderstorms all morning so I figured what was the point in driving to the town and not being able to walk it with the rain. So we were a little slow to get started. So slow rather then driving with our regular clothes on to change at my friend's hotel room as planned we just got dressed up and headed out. We had to stop at Kohl's because I had forgotten shoes and Mark couldn't find his ties, so we stop there and I bought this CRAPPY non-leather pair of black shoes for $19, Mark got a nice green and blue tie. We get back in the car and THEN I realize that we had left their wedding gift in Mark's car since I thought we would be taking that car and last minute Mark wanted to take mine. We didn't have time to go back, so I decided since Corynne and Paul only live 3 streets over from us I would have to drop it off later.
So we got on the road and headed to the Cape. Stopped once almost there to pick up a wedding card. As we are getting towards the wedding the clouds started to part some. Mark was a little apprehensive about the wedding since the last couple he had been to were more formal then he liked. So we get to the yacht club where their wedding is and I keep reassuring him "This is Corynne's wedding, it is going to be laid back, don't worry".
Walking down the steep slope was quite hard in these horrible heels I had just bought, Mark offered to take my arm and I joked "You are never this romantic" to which he replied "If I don't do this you will fall on your face!"
I ran in to some old vet school friends from the class below me, the scenery and the building was gorgeous, and we headed down right away for the ceremony on the beach. The best part, the wedding favors were FLIP FLOPS and the entire wedding party was wearing them, so everyone changed in to flip flops and I only had to endure the heels for about 10 minutes as the majority of the women decided to just wear the flip flops the whole night.
The ceremony lasted 10 minutes since the tide was coming in and threatened to get all the beautiful dresses wet. Corynne's gown was GORGEOUS, probably the most fitting and beautiful gown I have seen on a bride yet. She looked stunning. And the groom as well as the groomsmen had a little bit of untraditional wear, with a brown suit for Paul and tan suits for the boys with green ties, but it was very fitting for them.
After the ceremony it was open bar and hor d'eouvers the entire night, which was a different concept then what Mark and I were used to with weddings, but it was actually very nice. They had delicious treats all night, and Mark and I were talking about how without the whole meal aspect there was no requirement for people to sit down. This kept with the very laid back environment and allowed us all to wander and mingle with everyone. After about an hour Mark realized how much fun he was having, and the thought of not drinking anymore with a 2 hour drive home seemed horrible, so he disappeared and returned 10 minutes later informing me he had called around and found us a last minute hotel about 10 minutes from the after party. The speeches from all the bridesmaids and best man were perfect. The wedding was phenomenal. I also got to chat with lots of people I had never really talked with before except for at a couple of Paul's KMO Fests he hosts in honor of his deceased brother every year, and it was great! I really got along with them all so well, as did Mark.
So we ran over to the hotel we got last minute at 10pm, got the keys, then headed back to the after party which was only a mile down the road. The after party was relaxing, almost everyone had changed and we all played beer games, listened to good music, and relaxed.
After we headed back to our impromptu hotel at 1am, which we hadn't really looked at before. I hate to say it, but it was by far the WORST HOTEL I HAVE EVER STAYED IN. It's bathroom had a leak in the ceiling so you couldn't sit on the toilet without your feet and back getting wet. We went through 3 towels throughout the night trying to soak up the water. There were spiders and bugs in the corners. The bed was a freaking rock. But it made me laugh after.
On our drive back Mark had to agree that it was the nicest wedding we have been to yet, and for me that is saying something since I have been to some great weddings before myself. I hope whenever I get married some day I can make it as relaxed and enjoyable. Thinking about all the wedding traditions gets me scared a bit too though, like isn't the bride's family supposed to pay for most of the wedding? Well with it just being my mom, that will be rough, and I doubt she can afford much. And then there is the parents' first dance with the bride and groom...who will I dance with since my dad won't be there? Well, sad things, but things I probably won't have to really worry about for years to come.
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Thursday, May 13, 2010
dance
So this is one of my blog posts where I feel like I am writing something special, but in reality it is probably stuff people think about and know all the time…it is still fun to write about it at 5am when there are no patients in the hospital that need my attention and there is time to kill…
I wanted to write about the recent Lady Gaga spoof remake done by a bunch of airforce troops in Afghanistan. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=haHXgFU7qNI
When I first heard about this video on NPR I couldn’t wait to go home and watch it on Youtube. And boy was it something. At first I couldn’t stop laughing at the absurdity of the dance moves, and the outfits, and most of all that these were US troops stationed in Afghanistan acting more silly then 3 year olds. It almost shocked me that these guys could get such popularity on Youtube, and I almost felt embarrassed for them assuming this is not something every troop at war does, and wondered if they got any slack for the video.
I started wondering what inspired them to do it, and to post it as it is a little embarrassing, and realized it was probably a mechanism to cope. I am in a field that needs a way to cope too, and I suddenly completely understood. As a veterinarian I frequently have to euthanize, or “put to sleep” my patients. It can be trying, especially on days when you realize you euthanize most of your patients, feeling like you can’t help anything despite your best efforts, even if it is the right thing for the patient. How do we deal with all this death, and the responsibility of pushing the actual solution in to the animal that takes their life, day after day? We joke. We laugh. We make SICK and TWISTED comments that would probably offend the majority of the general public, but that is how we move on to the next patient. And we find coping mechanisms outside of work. We run, we knit, we go to yoga classes religiously, we dance. Well, speaking of dance, all these random thoughts led me to this interesting piece on the overnight tonight:
http://l.b5z.net/i/u/6066747/f/RueppelDance.pdf
I got to wondering how dance originated. I mean, being an atheistic biologist I often try to think about evolution and why certain things have originated. Why has dance originated? And why do not many other species exhibit dance like us? At first, I thought that maybe dance evolved in humans as some sort of mating courtship or ritual…but that didn’t make a whole lot of sense when I started thinking about the times I am most comfortable dancing…alone in my house cleaning the kitchen or putting away laundry while blasting some music, maybe after getting back from a really good, long run, basically times when no one can see me. In fact, I love my little alone time dance moments a lot, and one of the things I am most worried about when I move in with my boyfriend next year is things like “Is he going to make fun of me when I dance?” or “Will I be comfortable enough in my own skin to dance around him like I do alone so often now?” So much for my dancing being a mating ritual….
Well, the above long article has been interesting to read, and I had forgotten that other species do indeed dance. There were also discussions of the various functions of dance, and music for that matter. The most interesting thing for me was the talk of “Dance Therapy”, which talked about using dance as a form of therapy in mental illness. It can be performed with a therapist, or more commonly alone. It’s often used in people with mental illnesses that make communication difficult, such as in children with autism. It helps open up the ability to communicate, as well as release endorphins and other chemicals that have a healing element in the body. And it makes perfect sense why I felt dance is a great outlet for those of us without mental illness but in stressful and demanding fields (although this is debatable too with the increasing rates of PTSD in all of the Iraq War Vets and the recent study on veterinarians:
http://www.usatoday.com/life/lifestyle/pets/2010-04-02-dolittler02_ST_N.htm
The airforce troops are in one hell of a position, and it is probably not acceptable to get emotional or express your feelings about the war and the situation you are in. Just like in my field while we tend to be open about things, if you constantly communicated the emotional strain you were going through, things would probably be unbearable. So why not use an outlet like dance to release that pent up energy?
Well, enough of my silly rambling. I guess I am fascinated by the troops remake video, and slightly jealous I didn’t do it first, since dancing is such a healthy way to release some energy and feel great about yourself. Although it always looks a little silly to me when I randomly catch Ellen on her TV show breaking out her moves while waiting for a haircut at the salon, good for her. I hope I can bust out my lack of rhythm white girl butt on the dance floor more often. Rather then wonder how crazy these troops were to do this, I think the best response can also be found on Youtube: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mDTkHnTu_UU
I think we should all try a little remake of our favorite songs now and then too, just like these girls did after seeing the troops.
I wanted to write about the recent Lady Gaga spoof remake done by a bunch of airforce troops in Afghanistan. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=haHXgFU7qNI
When I first heard about this video on NPR I couldn’t wait to go home and watch it on Youtube. And boy was it something. At first I couldn’t stop laughing at the absurdity of the dance moves, and the outfits, and most of all that these were US troops stationed in Afghanistan acting more silly then 3 year olds. It almost shocked me that these guys could get such popularity on Youtube, and I almost felt embarrassed for them assuming this is not something every troop at war does, and wondered if they got any slack for the video.
I started wondering what inspired them to do it, and to post it as it is a little embarrassing, and realized it was probably a mechanism to cope. I am in a field that needs a way to cope too, and I suddenly completely understood. As a veterinarian I frequently have to euthanize, or “put to sleep” my patients. It can be trying, especially on days when you realize you euthanize most of your patients, feeling like you can’t help anything despite your best efforts, even if it is the right thing for the patient. How do we deal with all this death, and the responsibility of pushing the actual solution in to the animal that takes their life, day after day? We joke. We laugh. We make SICK and TWISTED comments that would probably offend the majority of the general public, but that is how we move on to the next patient. And we find coping mechanisms outside of work. We run, we knit, we go to yoga classes religiously, we dance. Well, speaking of dance, all these random thoughts led me to this interesting piece on the overnight tonight:
http://l.b5z.net/i/u/6066747/f/RueppelDance.pdf
I got to wondering how dance originated. I mean, being an atheistic biologist I often try to think about evolution and why certain things have originated. Why has dance originated? And why do not many other species exhibit dance like us? At first, I thought that maybe dance evolved in humans as some sort of mating courtship or ritual…but that didn’t make a whole lot of sense when I started thinking about the times I am most comfortable dancing…alone in my house cleaning the kitchen or putting away laundry while blasting some music, maybe after getting back from a really good, long run, basically times when no one can see me. In fact, I love my little alone time dance moments a lot, and one of the things I am most worried about when I move in with my boyfriend next year is things like “Is he going to make fun of me when I dance?” or “Will I be comfortable enough in my own skin to dance around him like I do alone so often now?” So much for my dancing being a mating ritual….
Well, the above long article has been interesting to read, and I had forgotten that other species do indeed dance. There were also discussions of the various functions of dance, and music for that matter. The most interesting thing for me was the talk of “Dance Therapy”, which talked about using dance as a form of therapy in mental illness. It can be performed with a therapist, or more commonly alone. It’s often used in people with mental illnesses that make communication difficult, such as in children with autism. It helps open up the ability to communicate, as well as release endorphins and other chemicals that have a healing element in the body. And it makes perfect sense why I felt dance is a great outlet for those of us without mental illness but in stressful and demanding fields (although this is debatable too with the increasing rates of PTSD in all of the Iraq War Vets and the recent study on veterinarians:
http://www.usatoday.com/life/lifestyle/pets/2010-04-02-dolittler02_ST_N.htm
The airforce troops are in one hell of a position, and it is probably not acceptable to get emotional or express your feelings about the war and the situation you are in. Just like in my field while we tend to be open about things, if you constantly communicated the emotional strain you were going through, things would probably be unbearable. So why not use an outlet like dance to release that pent up energy?
Well, enough of my silly rambling. I guess I am fascinated by the troops remake video, and slightly jealous I didn’t do it first, since dancing is such a healthy way to release some energy and feel great about yourself. Although it always looks a little silly to me when I randomly catch Ellen on her TV show breaking out her moves while waiting for a haircut at the salon, good for her. I hope I can bust out my lack of rhythm white girl butt on the dance floor more often. Rather then wonder how crazy these troops were to do this, I think the best response can also be found on Youtube: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mDTkHnTu_UU
I think we should all try a little remake of our favorite songs now and then too, just like these girls did after seeing the troops.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Angell!!!
I know this is 2 weeks too late, but just in case not everyone knows...I matched at Anegll for a residency in ECC! It was my top choice as it is one of the busiest hospitals in the US, has a competitive ECC program, and it was somewhere new (I applied and loved Tufts, Tufts Walpole, and UPenn as well, but Angell was the best fit for me based on my interview).
Of course, I was super worried I was not going to match, and was a bit in shock on that Monday morning when I opened the email and saw I had matched at my top place. It was flattering to find out after that I had been in the ranks at all 4 places I ranked (plus others I hadn't ranked) from some insider information.
Well, it is a bit early, but I am looking forward to moving back to Boston in the summer and it will be a tough residency, but i am super psyched!
Of course, I was super worried I was not going to match, and was a bit in shock on that Monday morning when I opened the email and saw I had matched at my top place. It was flattering to find out after that I had been in the ranks at all 4 places I ranked (plus others I hadn't ranked) from some insider information.
Well, it is a bit early, but I am looking forward to moving back to Boston in the summer and it will be a tough residency, but i am super psyched!
bad news bears
Well, there seems to be a horrible plague of sickness and family illness hitting my internship. It seems like on a weekly basis someone is out because they are terribly ill with some weird undiagnosed illness (and I mean really weird stuff, going to the ER and everything), or a family member die, or a significant other's family member dies...seriously, this has happened to 6 different people in the last month (and there are only 14 interns here). I think we are currently cursed. And I am grateful it hasn't happened to me, but the down side is that I am consequently working more shifts or covering and switching in ways that aren't convenient for me. Oh well.
I figured out my schedule in the next 4 weeks, and it is a little daunting:
Instead of working swing shift from 12-10pm this Sunday, I am covernig a shift for one of above said interns...I am now working from 4pm-9am the following morning, and then on Monday even though I finish at 9am, I am driving to Boston before sleeping since I have made dinner plans with several people for Monday night.
Then I work all week....actually starting Wednesday I work for 10 days straight. Then I have Sat. March 13 off but am going to Boston for a comedy show (also perviously planned) and driving back for work at 6am that night after the show.
I have March 20 off, and Heather and Denis are visiting and spending some of the weekend off, which I am super excited for since I have not seen them in who knows how long. Then I have the 22/23 off (Mon/Tues) but will be spending it finishing my presentation for work which is due on that Thursday. In April I only have 4 days off total...Wow, this is very depressing, well, I should stop thinking about it.
I figured out my schedule in the next 4 weeks, and it is a little daunting:
Instead of working swing shift from 12-10pm this Sunday, I am covernig a shift for one of above said interns...I am now working from 4pm-9am the following morning, and then on Monday even though I finish at 9am, I am driving to Boston before sleeping since I have made dinner plans with several people for Monday night.
Then I work all week....actually starting Wednesday I work for 10 days straight. Then I have Sat. March 13 off but am going to Boston for a comedy show (also perviously planned) and driving back for work at 6am that night after the show.
I have March 20 off, and Heather and Denis are visiting and spending some of the weekend off, which I am super excited for since I have not seen them in who knows how long. Then I have the 22/23 off (Mon/Tues) but will be spending it finishing my presentation for work which is due on that Thursday. In April I only have 4 days off total...Wow, this is very depressing, well, I should stop thinking about it.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
NYC for a day
Well yesterday was the trip to NYC with Muya from Kenya, and it went pretty well. It was freezing cold and pouring which sucked, and it was mostly freezing rain...that made it quite difficult to see the things we had planned on like Ellis Island and the Statue of Liberty. Instead we went for indoor activities...
We started at the Wax Museum just outside of the Grand Central Station where we arrived. While the celebreties weren't as big of a hit for Muya, the room of famous politicians was amazing. He LOVED it. Muya had his picture taken with almost every person in there...from the Clintons and obamas to louis armstong and ghandi. We arrived at noon and were there until 1:30.
Then we took the subway to the natural history museum, where Muya also had a blast. I was pretty beat by the end of it, since we were there from 2-5. But Muya did tell me at one point "This is perfect, very smart of you to take a naturalist to a place like this, amazing, I could spend weeks here!". Of course, at one point he had bought me lunch, and was shocked by the price for two salads and two sodas and a snickers bar for him, and made a comment that he hoped his credit card would not exceed its limit....which made me nervous.
After the museum we went to the apple store since Muya had tried to stop at EVERY electronic thrift store to look at ipods and computers....I told him it would be better to go to the source. BIG mistake on my part...we spent over an hour doing nothing there....he would stare off and debate whether or not he should buy an ipod. I told him realistically it was not a good idea for him...he had misconceptions and thought it came with music already. At one point we actually ran in to someone from Niger and were able to talk about apple products in Africa with him. I finally convinced Muya it was not a good investment for him...he wanted the nano but he owns 20 cds total, and he refused to buy the shuffle as it was too small.
So we left after that painful hour and went next door to the FAO Schwartz building, toured the toy store. As we were leaving Muya said he was very sad and wanted an ipod and that buying one in NYC would be better cause it would be like a souvenir then. I finally obliged and took him BACK as long as he promised not to spend another hour deciding what he wanted. We went straight up to the cashier and got his silver ipod, only to have his credit card declined. Poor Muya, but I did not have enough money to help him out either.
We grabbed a beer in grand central station and then headed back to Connecticut, arriving back at 9:30. We ordered chinese food for dinner, which was DELICIOUS since I was famished by this point.
Well, that was the day in a nut shell...now we are just relaxing today since I have to go to work at 2pm, and Muya is screwing around with my phone trying to call Kenya with the calling card...(I pray something doesn't go wrong and I end up with an enormous bill this time).
Tomorrow I take him back to the airport in the morning and hope that I will see him again in Kenya, sooner rather then later.
We started at the Wax Museum just outside of the Grand Central Station where we arrived. While the celebreties weren't as big of a hit for Muya, the room of famous politicians was amazing. He LOVED it. Muya had his picture taken with almost every person in there...from the Clintons and obamas to louis armstong and ghandi. We arrived at noon and were there until 1:30.
Then we took the subway to the natural history museum, where Muya also had a blast. I was pretty beat by the end of it, since we were there from 2-5. But Muya did tell me at one point "This is perfect, very smart of you to take a naturalist to a place like this, amazing, I could spend weeks here!". Of course, at one point he had bought me lunch, and was shocked by the price for two salads and two sodas and a snickers bar for him, and made a comment that he hoped his credit card would not exceed its limit....which made me nervous.
After the museum we went to the apple store since Muya had tried to stop at EVERY electronic thrift store to look at ipods and computers....I told him it would be better to go to the source. BIG mistake on my part...we spent over an hour doing nothing there....he would stare off and debate whether or not he should buy an ipod. I told him realistically it was not a good idea for him...he had misconceptions and thought it came with music already. At one point we actually ran in to someone from Niger and were able to talk about apple products in Africa with him. I finally convinced Muya it was not a good investment for him...he wanted the nano but he owns 20 cds total, and he refused to buy the shuffle as it was too small.
So we left after that painful hour and went next door to the FAO Schwartz building, toured the toy store. As we were leaving Muya said he was very sad and wanted an ipod and that buying one in NYC would be better cause it would be like a souvenir then. I finally obliged and took him BACK as long as he promised not to spend another hour deciding what he wanted. We went straight up to the cashier and got his silver ipod, only to have his credit card declined. Poor Muya, but I did not have enough money to help him out either.
We grabbed a beer in grand central station and then headed back to Connecticut, arriving back at 9:30. We ordered chinese food for dinner, which was DELICIOUS since I was famished by this point.
Well, that was the day in a nut shell...now we are just relaxing today since I have to go to work at 2pm, and Muya is screwing around with my phone trying to call Kenya with the calling card...(I pray something doesn't go wrong and I end up with an enormous bill this time).
Tomorrow I take him back to the airport in the morning and hope that I will see him again in Kenya, sooner rather then later.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
A Kenyan in New England
Sorry I don't write much here anymore....I am forbidden to reference work ever, and since 95% of my life is work with the internship, I haven't gotten around to writing much.
Right now I am hosting Muya, my mentor from Kenya. It is his first time in the United States. He emailed Corynne and I (the two who went to Kenya and Wales with him for 9 weeks) in January stating that he would be visiting the states for the first time ever for a conference in Florida. Of course that is too far away for us, so we recommended he travel up to New England on the end of his trip to visit. He arrived in Boston on Saturday and Corynne and her fiance Paul hung out with him then. On Sunday Corynne, Mark and I took Muya for an official tour of Boston.
First we went to Harvard Square...and found out from an information person that there was no official sign for "Harvard University"...so Muya amused us by stopping to take pictures of every silly thing that said Harvard on it from t-shirts to news stands.
Then we took the T to Fanueil Hall and toured there and Quincy Market.
We walked form there through Boston Common, saw the State House, and the ice skating rink, and Muya walked on the ice over a pond for the first time ever.
We then walked up Newbury to the prudential building and went to the bar at the top with SPECTACULAR views of Boston to have a drink. Then we all took the T back to Davis where Mark lives and got a cheap dinner at Red Bones with good beer and too much meat according to Muya (I feasted on the portabella mushroom burger).
Yesterday Corynne and I took Muya to breakfast, then I drove with Muya through Grafton to see the vet school, stopped at Target with him to buy good souvenirs for his family, and then headed back to Connecticut. Muya took pictures of almost every exit sign along the way! We went to dinner at The Brewhouse in SoNo with some of my internmates last night.
Today despite the freezing rain we are about to leave for NYC for more sight seeing!
Right now I am hosting Muya, my mentor from Kenya. It is his first time in the United States. He emailed Corynne and I (the two who went to Kenya and Wales with him for 9 weeks) in January stating that he would be visiting the states for the first time ever for a conference in Florida. Of course that is too far away for us, so we recommended he travel up to New England on the end of his trip to visit. He arrived in Boston on Saturday and Corynne and her fiance Paul hung out with him then. On Sunday Corynne, Mark and I took Muya for an official tour of Boston.
First we went to Harvard Square...and found out from an information person that there was no official sign for "Harvard University"...so Muya amused us by stopping to take pictures of every silly thing that said Harvard on it from t-shirts to news stands.
Then we took the T to Fanueil Hall and toured there and Quincy Market.
We walked form there through Boston Common, saw the State House, and the ice skating rink, and Muya walked on the ice over a pond for the first time ever.
We then walked up Newbury to the prudential building and went to the bar at the top with SPECTACULAR views of Boston to have a drink. Then we all took the T back to Davis where Mark lives and got a cheap dinner at Red Bones with good beer and too much meat according to Muya (I feasted on the portabella mushroom burger).
Yesterday Corynne and I took Muya to breakfast, then I drove with Muya through Grafton to see the vet school, stopped at Target with him to buy good souvenirs for his family, and then headed back to Connecticut. Muya took pictures of almost every exit sign along the way! We went to dinner at The Brewhouse in SoNo with some of my internmates last night.
Today despite the freezing rain we are about to leave for NYC for more sight seeing!
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
residency
So for the last 2 months I have been thining in the back of my mind that I would really like to compelte a residency. I initally didn't think so at the start of my internship, mainly for financial reasons. I was scared that putting off paying loans for three more years would be too much. But the more I have come ot love my internship, the more I realized I was thinking about wanting to do a residency, specifically in ECC (emergency and critical care).
Well, I decided to bring it up with two of the intern directors at our quarter year review last month. Luckily, my review went great, and I have been doing very well. And before I even got a chance to bring it up, all of the intern directors told me they thought I would do well in a residency and that they specifically thought I wa a great fit for ECC.
So it is decided! I am applying for ECC residencies.
If I don't land one, then I will apply for jobs, but if I do get one it looks like even though I will go another 3 years with minimal loans being paid off from vet school I should make a decent amount more when I finish the residency and as such it seems worth it.
For those of you who want to know a bit more about ECC, here is a link describing what an ECC vet does primarily:
Well, I am dreading the application process, but it should be totally worth it. Keep your fingers crossed for me in early February on match date!
Well, I decided to bring it up with two of the intern directors at our quarter year review last month. Luckily, my review went great, and I have been doing very well. And before I even got a chance to bring it up, all of the intern directors told me they thought I would do well in a residency and that they specifically thought I wa a great fit for ECC.
So it is decided! I am applying for ECC residencies.
If I don't land one, then I will apply for jobs, but if I do get one it looks like even though I will go another 3 years with minimal loans being paid off from vet school I should make a decent amount more when I finish the residency and as such it seems worth it.
For those of you who want to know a bit more about ECC, here is a link describing what an ECC vet does primarily:
Well, I am dreading the application process, but it should be totally worth it. Keep your fingers crossed for me in early February on match date!
update
sorry it has been so long! I am still going strong with my internship, I love it, but am tired and working long hours.
A brief update of things in my life other then the internship:
Mark and I took a 2 day trip to Washington DC a couple months ago (late August) and it was great. Got delicious mexican food at George W. Bush's favorite restuarant. Met up with an old friend, katie hancock, in virginia.
Mark and I also went to the informal lectures of the Ig Nobel Awards in Boston this year. It was HILARIOUS. We heard brief synopsis on the winners' papers, including how to turn tequila in to diamonds, how to stop intractable hiccups (by digital rectal massage), why naming cows actually increases their milk production and the farmer's profits, how women's spines shift when pregnant to accomodate carrying fetal load, and how panda poop has bacteria in it that are extremely efficient at composting your garbage from the kitchen! There was this cute young girl from the audience that thye used to stop the speakers from going over their allotted time as well, and she was adorable! She would run up to the speaker at the podium when the timer went off and yell "Please stop I'm bored" and get louder and louder until they stopped.
That's the most fun things I have done yet this year.
And I have halloween weekend off so I will be going to NYC then to see Christina and the Greenwich Village Halloween Parade, yay!
A brief update of things in my life other then the internship:
Mark and I took a 2 day trip to Washington DC a couple months ago (late August) and it was great. Got delicious mexican food at George W. Bush's favorite restuarant. Met up with an old friend, katie hancock, in virginia.
Mark and I also went to the informal lectures of the Ig Nobel Awards in Boston this year. It was HILARIOUS. We heard brief synopsis on the winners' papers, including how to turn tequila in to diamonds, how to stop intractable hiccups (by digital rectal massage), why naming cows actually increases their milk production and the farmer's profits, how women's spines shift when pregnant to accomodate carrying fetal load, and how panda poop has bacteria in it that are extremely efficient at composting your garbage from the kitchen! There was this cute young girl from the audience that thye used to stop the speakers from going over their allotted time as well, and she was adorable! She would run up to the speaker at the podium when the timer went off and yell "Please stop I'm bored" and get louder and louder until they stopped.
That's the most fun things I have done yet this year.
And I have halloween weekend off so I will be going to NYC then to see Christina and the Greenwich Village Halloween Parade, yay!
Thursday, September 3, 2009
sleep
I just woke up from my nap and am about to head in to my shift when I was laying there in bed and realized "Hmmm...I honestly cannot remember the last time that I woke up, from a nap or sleep, when I truly felt rested and ready to get up." There is always some reason why I have to get up so I do, but even Wednesday when I got up with Mark in the morning and then went back to bed until 2pm I still felt tired when I woke up, I just also felt like a loser sleeping 12+ hours. I wonder when I will be in the groove again and able to feel rested after sleeping...I am trying to do these new yoga/pylometrics workouts to tone up muscles running doesn't help, and maybe if I do them before bed I will feel rested, but I am afraid it will get my adrenalin up and prevent me from resting well...we will see I guess.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
shear exhaustion
I miss being able to write about work...my internship is really great with lots of great stories. But all I will write here is that I have never been so exhausted in my life. The hours are long and hence I sleep most of my days off. I know I have always been a busy body trying to fill up my days off with events and even cram in things to do on working days, but that has changed this year. I am seriously looking forward to my next 3 days weekend (in October) when I might go out to dinner with friends once but otherwise will probably relax...I seem to spend only one out of every 2-3 days off (which is rare that I get that many days off in a row lately) actually doing something other then relaxing. I think Mark likes the change though.
Speaking of Mark, he was a sweetheart and took a week off on vacation the other week when I had 3.5 days off, and we went to D.C. for two of them. I found a good hotel only 4 blocks from the mall and the white house for $150. We had a great time, and for once I didn't over do it. The only thing I said we had to do that I wanted to was the zoo. Otherwise we just walked the Mall, took pictures, went to the american history museum for Mark, and found a GREAT mexican restaurant for dinner. Actually, on the first night my friend Katie from vet school called...she is currently in an internship just outside of DC. We were able to drive to virginia where she as staying in less then 15 minutes a grab a couple of drinks with her and catch up. Katie is such an amazing person and I miss her dearly. So in 2 days we did what I would normally have done in 1, so it was a slower pace then usual and I needed that.
Then these last 3 days I had off (although one doesn't count since I had just finished an overnight shift and spent most of that day sleeping) have been spent in Boston. I drove up yesterday. Mark's friends Josh and Kaitlin came over and I made dinner for all: thyme-lemon gnocchi and a strawberry salad. It was delicious dinner and SUCH a relaxing evening. We split a bottle of wine, played some cards, and called it a night at 10pm. It made me quite sad though cause it made me realize how much I miss Boston and how happy I will be next summer when I can come back and spend more nights like that with friends.
Well, Mark and I can have dinner together again tonight but then I have to head back to Connecticut tomorrow for another weekend of overnights...I seem to randomly get all the overnights on holiday weekends which means it will be super busy, but that can be better since it helps me stay awake.
Speaking of Mark, he was a sweetheart and took a week off on vacation the other week when I had 3.5 days off, and we went to D.C. for two of them. I found a good hotel only 4 blocks from the mall and the white house for $150. We had a great time, and for once I didn't over do it. The only thing I said we had to do that I wanted to was the zoo. Otherwise we just walked the Mall, took pictures, went to the american history museum for Mark, and found a GREAT mexican restaurant for dinner. Actually, on the first night my friend Katie from vet school called...she is currently in an internship just outside of DC. We were able to drive to virginia where she as staying in less then 15 minutes a grab a couple of drinks with her and catch up. Katie is such an amazing person and I miss her dearly. So in 2 days we did what I would normally have done in 1, so it was a slower pace then usual and I needed that.
Then these last 3 days I had off (although one doesn't count since I had just finished an overnight shift and spent most of that day sleeping) have been spent in Boston. I drove up yesterday. Mark's friends Josh and Kaitlin came over and I made dinner for all: thyme-lemon gnocchi and a strawberry salad. It was delicious dinner and SUCH a relaxing evening. We split a bottle of wine, played some cards, and called it a night at 10pm. It made me quite sad though cause it made me realize how much I miss Boston and how happy I will be next summer when I can come back and spend more nights like that with friends.
Well, Mark and I can have dinner together again tonight but then I have to head back to Connecticut tomorrow for another weekend of overnights...I seem to randomly get all the overnights on holiday weekends which means it will be super busy, but that can be better since it helps me stay awake.
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