Today I attended EVERY SINGLE LECTURE listed on my timetable. FIVE lectures dammit!
Hurrah for me! I don’t know that I’ll do it again… surely once is enough.
In other news, I have not eaten any chocolate today. Oh actually that’s a lie. I had three mini Mrs Fields’ cookies that I found on the bench while I was cooking dinner. They all had chocolate in them. But that doesn’t really count… And the night is still young. And I need to go to the supermarket to buy tissues…
I found a pair of jeans in my cupboard that I’ve never worn. So now I’m wearing them. No buying jeans this year!
I am allowed to buy some tops, because I am sadly deficient in that department. And certain underwear items are also required. But jeans and good trousers are both in bounteous supply.
In other news I am awake way too early because the parents decided that I was starting uni at 8am and had forgotten to wake up and hence needed a loud awakening by the father. Unfortunately I am starting at 9am, which means that waking up at 6:20 is a bit excessive. And a loud awakening is not usually followed by a return to sleep. Bah!
I am doing my semi-regular culling of clothes. This may surprise people who know me because they know that my clothing repertoire doesn’t appear large enough to need semi-regular culling. But somehow I always manage to find a large pile of clothes that I don’t want. I think this is partly because I hate clothes shopping so much that I tend to buy things without thinking much so that I can be in and out as soon as possible.
But that still doesn’t seem to account for the amount that I am throwing out or relegating to the drawer of things that will probably be culled next time.
And I am very good at pulling everything out of my cupboard so that I can sort it. But I don’t really like putting the stuff back in. This is the point I am at now.
Today I was asked to inspect some suspicious looking cigarettes that a woman had found in her daughter’s room. I looked, I sniffed, I wasn’t too sure. I called my pharmacy student. She wasn’t sure either. We opened one up to get a better look at the contents. My student said some particular bits were fairly diagnostic of naughtiness. We sniffed again. Hmmmm yes. Poor lady. I recommended that she try not to get pulled over on her way home. She concurred.
Well, it would be nice if I didn’t have to work for 12 hours tomorrow. But at least I get paid. When I first started working full time, I always found it marvelous that every week, a large amount of money would be put into my account. It seemed like I must have been scamming someone. But no! Apparently I earned it!
It would be nice if some kind person started depositing full time wages into my bank account…
But in the meantime I’m looking into applying for scholarships from various places. Surely someone would like to give me money so that I don’t have to work crazy hours if I move out of home!
Good afternoon gang.
Today we are doing MBBS from home. I’m sure that I have told you all about the wondrous gizmo that is RichMedia. With RichMedia, I click on a link from my uni website, and up pops a screen with the powerpoint slides, a little video so I can see the lecturer, and the audio for the lecture. There is also a version without the video for those on dial-up. The powerpoint slides progress at the appropriate moments. At the moment I am listening to a lecture on drug treatment for depression. I am really quite familiar with drug treatment for depression for one reason or another, hence I am simultaneously wiblogging while keeping an ear out for items of interest in the lecture.
I suspect that this lecture is identical to the one I had during my pharmacy degree by the same lecturer. In fact I’m nearly certain. This tends to happen quite frequently, due to my degrees both being at the same university, with some amount of content-overlap and all. But I can confirm that I am listening because I just learnt something – tricyclic antidepressants do confer adaptive changes on the brain (up/down regulation of various receptors/transporters). I suspected this, but didn’t KNOW it.
But anyway, this method of lectures works a lot better for me. It means that I can sit in a place less likely to send me to sleep and get up as often as I like to kick my body back into wake-mode, I can pause/rewind/fast forward as necessary, I don’t have to travel an hour each way to uni, I can adjust my uni commitments so that I can work if my employers are in a pickle or I’m having a cash-flow crisis… that’s enough reasons to start with!
The usual argument against not going to uni and catching up at home is “but if you get behind you’ll never catch up”.Yes, well that is true enough. But if we consider that I spend a lot of uni lecture time sleeping or reading the Herald online, and hence I will have to catch up afterwards, it’s really an enormous time saving. It would be good if I could get through a lecture without falling asleep but unfortunately it seems to be out of my control. Something to do with a slightly too warm room, sitting still, in semi-darkness, with a droning voice…
I have terrible posture. And I can’t find a position to study in that doesn’t screw up my back. A friend told me that I have to use my abdominal muscles to sit up instead of my back and shoulder muscles. Or something like that. However I don’t think I have any abdominal muscles. I’m having a lot of trouble locating them. Possibly atrophy due to disuse…
Maybe some sort of harness would help… or a scribe…
If I get a chance, tomorrow I will try and remove the arms from my desk chair so that I can sit cross legged on it. I am yet to find a seated position that doesn’t hurt me that involves my feet being on the floor.
In other news, we get a bonus public holiday in Sydney this year in September. I am very pleased about this. I can’t think why the powers that be don’t declare more frequent bonus public holidays. Well, I can think of a few reasons… but I would like more!
In more other news, I have a few things to report on but really am not in a very typey mood today. Perhaps tomorrow I will be seized with motivation.
So my predictions were:
* A neurological examination. Vision perhaps.
* A cardiovascular examination of some type – possibly “the chest” or something like that.
* A symptom history – breathlessness
* A history of a disease – something haematological… maybe anaemia.
* A medication history.
Thankfully the first two I was wrong on. Which is good because I really didn’t want to do those. Number three was spot on, number four was semi-correct (it was the parents of a child), number five was incorrect, number 6 was sort of covered during the course of an arthritis history.
The only neurological component was a history for a transient ischaemic attack. And haematology was lymph node examination.
I think I passed all of them, but not with flying colours. Except one which I apparently nearly did…
Hurrah! How exciting!
Despite not knowing much, it’s actually sort of exciting. The suspense!! And once the exam starts, it’s over before you know it. And if I fail, it doesn’t really matter because it’s a formative exam. Although I will be attempting to not fail.
In other news I have eaten a heavily discounted Humpty Dumpty egg. I started last night then finished it after breakfast today. Ah well.
Hmmm 165g chocolate in 12 hours…. possibly a bad idea. I had better retire to my exercise bike and attempt to make amends.
A shoulder! Nah that’s practically unheard of!
I would really like a heavily discounted Humpty Dumpty egg. Luckily the brother (my usual partner in night snack crime) is out. In my car. But the parents’ cars are both here…