Just did the Virginia Medical Specialty Aptitude Test. I am a surgeon through and through. Top 6 were all surgical. Ortho was at No5, with Cardio & Thoracic at 1 & 2, but I really don't fancy CT at the moment. Too competitive. Hammer + chisel + patient = Happy Jelly
I KNOW it's far too early to be looking at specialties. Survey my class and the answers for future specialty are 95% "Don't know; probably GP or Paeds". However, two of the chef's I worked with this week, once they discovered I was a medic, decided that they could see me as a GP. After watching me slice up a very human-flesh-like piece of pork with a vengeance (and a chef's arm also on the chop board for comparison), they changed their minds.
So far, the specialty list (in my mind, at least) is:
1. Ortho
2. Emergency Medicine
3. Anaesthetics
Nothing fiddly, nothing that keeps me out of scrubs, nothing dull (I went to Rheum Outpatients with Mum today and nearly fell asleep. It's never lupus.)
Friday, 26 June 2009
Mental
Ninety quid up, several energy levels down. Bonus was entrance to the Member's Bar for an extreme Pimm's sesh after sign out :D
Now I'm back to the land of the unemployed, although I have an application form on my desk for the local Independant Hospital, which cares for adults under the Mental Health Act. My mum worked at a similar place for kids before I was born, which is enough for her to warn me against it, but it would be awesome experience for clinicals. And getting paid to do what I've done previously as a hospital volunteer would always be appreciated.
I think I can cope with it, and it would only be for a few months, until I go back to uni, and then there would be the opportunity to work with them again in future holidays. We'll see...
Now I'm back to the land of the unemployed, although I have an application form on my desk for the local Independant Hospital, which cares for adults under the Mental Health Act. My mum worked at a similar place for kids before I was born, which is enough for her to warn me against it, but it would be awesome experience for clinicals. And getting paid to do what I've done previously as a hospital volunteer would always be appreciated.
I think I can cope with it, and it would only be for a few months, until I go back to uni, and then there would be the opportunity to work with them again in future holidays. We'll see...
Wednesday, 24 June 2009
And the meat went MOO.
I am totally zonked.
Day 1 of the show is over. Who puts the vegetarian on the Carvery?!? Either way, back into the world of work at last, with the prospect of more casual labour for them at other events. And sneaky access to the Members' Bar once I was signed out! Appalled that the rich Members get the cheaper Pimms!!
One more day to go. Then cash in hand! Woohoo! That'll pay for the anniversary weekend! R's present arrived today :) Gorgeous red fountain pen with a personal engraving. It's awesome!
Bath. Bed. And somewhere in that, wash my bowtie.
Day 1 of the show is over. Who puts the vegetarian on the Carvery?!? Either way, back into the world of work at last, with the prospect of more casual labour for them at other events. And sneaky access to the Members' Bar once I was signed out! Appalled that the rich Members get the cheaper Pimms!!
One more day to go. Then cash in hand! Woohoo! That'll pay for the anniversary weekend! R's present arrived today :) Gorgeous red fountain pen with a personal engraving. It's awesome!
Bath. Bed. And somewhere in that, wash my bowtie.
Sunday, 21 June 2009
Dum de dum...
The job situation is looking up (slightly). I have 2 days of waitressing next week for the local agricultural show, and probably some work on a strawberry farm for a few weeks.
Still nada from all those CVs I've scattered around town.
The ambu's have got back to me, finally, so organising my placement with them is starting to progress! At least once I have that sorted, I'll feel like this summer is sort of worthwhile.
Still nada from all those CVs I've scattered around town.
The ambu's have got back to me, finally, so organising my placement with them is starting to progress! At least once I have that sorted, I'll feel like this summer is sort of worthwhile.
Friday, 12 June 2009
Domestic bliss
Just got back after a night at the boyf's. He's been working non-stop recently, so we took advantage of him finishing at 7pm yesterday and not starting til 10am today to go out. Went to see The Hangover, which is awesome! The whole audience were wetting themselves laughing - it was more surreal than purile, thankfully! I wasn't really in the mood for toilet jokes, but finding Mike Tyson's tiger in the bathroom? Definitely :D
Another day of doing nothing, I think... Domestic stuff, plus a quick trawl of houses for sale in uni-town, since I'm still homeless there, and a lengthy trawl of cars for sale in home-town. Not that I need a car until I get a job, but there's no harm being prepared!
The boyf has finally asked me to cough up some cash towards bills to ingratiate the housemates. Not that they've started complaining yet, but given the unreserved hatred of the last girlfriend to assume residency, I'm more than happy to throw some cash in their direction! It's fair enough, I do live there about 3/7 of the time, and I'm not paying rent anywhere else yet.
I'm moving in for a week in about 10 days, while the housies are on holiday - I'm being turned into a domestic goddess while R is out at work! He's expecting dinner on the table when he gets in and everything! So long as he doesn't expect me to clean out the rat trap, I don't mind...
Hometime is just being spent getting creative! I've turned a scrap of knitting into a funky wrist cuff, complete with gothic studs, and made some buttoned patches to turn into new cushion covers for when we finally get a sofa in the new uni house. The next step is to finally get those penny earrings done, but the cat disapproves quite strongly of me using the drill...
Another day of doing nothing, I think... Domestic stuff, plus a quick trawl of houses for sale in uni-town, since I'm still homeless there, and a lengthy trawl of cars for sale in home-town. Not that I need a car until I get a job, but there's no harm being prepared!
The boyf has finally asked me to cough up some cash towards bills to ingratiate the housemates. Not that they've started complaining yet, but given the unreserved hatred of the last girlfriend to assume residency, I'm more than happy to throw some cash in their direction! It's fair enough, I do live there about 3/7 of the time, and I'm not paying rent anywhere else yet.
I'm moving in for a week in about 10 days, while the housies are on holiday - I'm being turned into a domestic goddess while R is out at work! He's expecting dinner on the table when he gets in and everything! So long as he doesn't expect me to clean out the rat trap, I don't mind...
Hometime is just being spent getting creative! I've turned a scrap of knitting into a funky wrist cuff, complete with gothic studs, and made some buttoned patches to turn into new cushion covers for when we finally get a sofa in the new uni house. The next step is to finally get those penny earrings done, but the cat disapproves quite strongly of me using the drill...
Tuesday, 9 June 2009
If this is summer, where is sunshine?
I'm home. Shattered. Still jobless, with 11 CV's out. Neither of my projects this summer have got back to me either.
However - I WON THE PSYCHOSOCIAL PRIZE!!! Jointly, with a guy who totally deserves it, but WOO!!! Very chuffed with myself for that.
Spent the day with the boyf :) Spent last night over there, got totally bepuzzled by the finale of Ashes to Ashes, went to the aquarium today, saw lots of fishes, fell in love with flatfish again, and grew more and more irritate by the high pitched shrieks of "I've found Nemo!" from every single small child there. Saw the entire in-law family, including having tea with Uncle C and Granny S! Fortunately it went well, accompanied with a hastily procured bunch of flowers! Well, she did sew my damaged skirt up this term, as well as providing the most lavish tea I've seen in a while!
Totally love-hate with R right now. Head over heels in love with him, but more and more annoying things are coming out. Possibly because he's working 13 hour shifts nearly every day off the week, and I'm post-prozac with jetlag. But gah! Temper, temper! And if I have to tattoo the word 'tolerance' onto his eyes, I will!
All things being equal, I'll admit to freaking out over his tale of the lost V. I had a fairytale romantic story in my head, due to the subsequent heartbreak around the ex, and that was cruelly dashed by the truth of drunken encounters at a party, before they were officially together. I was pretty gutted to find that out, to be honest. I still hate that I wasn't his first, and I guess I kinda thought that if it couldn't be with me then I had hoped it was lost honourably. But past is past. I can't get on my high horse, since my V was lost pretty dishonourably too, in the aftermath of his infidelity. I can say with as much false conviction as possible that I did it because it made me realise that I loved him, and that I was willing to overlook that mistake in the light of apologies and remorse. But subconsciously? I'd almost lost him, and I didn't want that to happen. So I gave away the one thing I still had to give. I'm not proud of that. I don't regret sleeping with R at all. I just regret the timing. We all make mistakes.
Gah where did my cheery 'start of summer' mood go to?! I have beautiful 'exam congratulations' roses, very scrumptious 'prize congratulations' chocolates (both from R) and a swish bottle of wine from the parentals to celebrate both those occasions!
Girly lunch later this week with a very sunburnt friend, to find out exactly how gruesome her legs look and whether the Fucidin is helping... Oh, the silly things we do in the name of vanity....
However - I WON THE PSYCHOSOCIAL PRIZE!!! Jointly, with a guy who totally deserves it, but WOO!!! Very chuffed with myself for that.
Spent the day with the boyf :) Spent last night over there, got totally bepuzzled by the finale of Ashes to Ashes, went to the aquarium today, saw lots of fishes, fell in love with flatfish again, and grew more and more irritate by the high pitched shrieks of "I've found Nemo!" from every single small child there. Saw the entire in-law family, including having tea with Uncle C and Granny S! Fortunately it went well, accompanied with a hastily procured bunch of flowers! Well, she did sew my damaged skirt up this term, as well as providing the most lavish tea I've seen in a while!
Totally love-hate with R right now. Head over heels in love with him, but more and more annoying things are coming out. Possibly because he's working 13 hour shifts nearly every day off the week, and I'm post-prozac with jetlag. But gah! Temper, temper! And if I have to tattoo the word 'tolerance' onto his eyes, I will!
All things being equal, I'll admit to freaking out over his tale of the lost V. I had a fairytale romantic story in my head, due to the subsequent heartbreak around the ex, and that was cruelly dashed by the truth of drunken encounters at a party, before they were officially together. I was pretty gutted to find that out, to be honest. I still hate that I wasn't his first, and I guess I kinda thought that if it couldn't be with me then I had hoped it was lost honourably. But past is past. I can't get on my high horse, since my V was lost pretty dishonourably too, in the aftermath of his infidelity. I can say with as much false conviction as possible that I did it because it made me realise that I loved him, and that I was willing to overlook that mistake in the light of apologies and remorse. But subconsciously? I'd almost lost him, and I didn't want that to happen. So I gave away the one thing I still had to give. I'm not proud of that. I don't regret sleeping with R at all. I just regret the timing. We all make mistakes.
Gah where did my cheery 'start of summer' mood go to?! I have beautiful 'exam congratulations' roses, very scrumptious 'prize congratulations' chocolates (both from R) and a swish bottle of wine from the parentals to celebrate both those occasions!
Girly lunch later this week with a very sunburnt friend, to find out exactly how gruesome her legs look and whether the Fucidin is helping... Oh, the silly things we do in the name of vanity....
Wednesday, 3 June 2009
Final Fresher's Fondness
I missed out 2 whole days of blogging! May the bloggod spear me with his lightening emoticons.
So... Monday - Amnesia. I may have slept.
Tuesday - RESULTS! I passed all 3 of my modules, my little flatmate passed all hers plus her resit, and my big flatmate passed too! And... I'm in line for a prize for the psychosocial module! So far I'm in the top 3 out of our year group! Still pretty much in shock over that, seeing as I was getting pretty nervous as to whether I'd even passed that exam!
Early start tomorrow for tutor meeting and then Prize Viva! Trying not to revise... trying, and will probably fail by bedtime.
R and I's 1 year anniversary is fast approaching, and our relationship is stepping up a gear too - I'm moving in for the week that his housemates are on holiday. I'm not entirely sure how well this will go. He's working a lot of overtime, and I'm currently unemployed. Domestic bliss it will not be.
What is domestic bliss is that I made cakes today! From the remnants of flour, sugar, cereal, sultanas, smarties, and milk laying around the kitchen. Creative, huh? And they don't seem to have poisoned anyone yet, so bonus points! All the crockery, cutlery, and other cooking-concerned condiments are packed away in boxes, ready for the great Halls Exodus on Friday. As if the pile of boxes isn't already at head height...
So... Monday - Amnesia. I may have slept.
Tuesday - RESULTS! I passed all 3 of my modules, my little flatmate passed all hers plus her resit, and my big flatmate passed too! And... I'm in line for a prize for the psychosocial module! So far I'm in the top 3 out of our year group! Still pretty much in shock over that, seeing as I was getting pretty nervous as to whether I'd even passed that exam!
Early start tomorrow for tutor meeting and then Prize Viva! Trying not to revise... trying, and will probably fail by bedtime.
R and I's 1 year anniversary is fast approaching, and our relationship is stepping up a gear too - I'm moving in for the week that his housemates are on holiday. I'm not entirely sure how well this will go. He's working a lot of overtime, and I'm currently unemployed. Domestic bliss it will not be.
What is domestic bliss is that I made cakes today! From the remnants of flour, sugar, cereal, sultanas, smarties, and milk laying around the kitchen. Creative, huh? And they don't seem to have poisoned anyone yet, so bonus points! All the crockery, cutlery, and other cooking-concerned condiments are packed away in boxes, ready for the great Halls Exodus on Friday. As if the pile of boxes isn't already at head height...
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