I think I have a new disease. I will call it Notenoughsleepduetotoomanyexamsinitis. It is a serious manifestation of mental inflammation. Signs to watch for are chronic grumpiness, chronic lack of sleep, decreased sanity, worsening mental capacity resulting in progressively lower test grades, and impotence. Tell your doctor if you experience any of these symptoms.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Thursday, March 6, 2008
My Juj!
I'm getting excited to see my little sister's junior recital here in a week and a half, so I thought I'd post a couple vids of her a capella group Vinyl Roots. These are 3 months old and pretty poor quality, and they've got more experience now (these are from not that long after the group was formed) but there are no new vids. They need to get on that. ;)
Juj is on the left here.
She's also on the left here.
Left here as well!
Must be fun to go to a school with such talented kids. It makes me a tiny bit jealous I went the Vet Med route rather than trombone performance. :)
Can you tell I have my Anesthesiology final tomorrow? Because yeah, I do. :P
Juj is on the left here.
She's also on the left here.
Left here as well!
Must be fun to go to a school with such talented kids. It makes me a tiny bit jealous I went the Vet Med route rather than trombone performance. :)
Can you tell I have my Anesthesiology final tomorrow? Because yeah, I do. :P
I'd have a 50% chance of surviving on the moon.
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
I poked a dog in the eye!
We just had our ophthalmic exam lab, and it was really cool! The eye seems like this mysterious organ to me, and today, as the instructor for the day put it, "it's just an orifice slightly more complicated than the anus". We did a tear production test, a fluoroscein stain (it looks for corneal lesions), and flushed the lacrimal duct (which weirded me out at first, because while I logically know the eye is anesthetized by drops, it is gross that I'm poking around in there. The best part was that I was shown by a fourth year how to inject drugs into the conjunctiva. I think that squees me because I can't imagine someone doing it to me, but I got a little fluid pocket in there, and it was cool.
Our rat terrier was a little squirmy, and...really gross (bad skin, horrific mouth) but I felt bad for her just the same. All the dogs today were terminal surgery dogs. Most of them you could tell were taken from puppy mills, so at least here they serve an educational purpose before they are euthanized, but I am once again wondering how I will handle terminal surgery myself next year. I want to do it because it will give me a chance to do surgeries I otherwise couldn't do until I'm actually in practice, and I've expected that it will be extremely difficult. What I'm not sure of is whether it will actually have long-term effects on my psyche.
Our rat terrier was a little squirmy, and...really gross (bad skin, horrific mouth) but I felt bad for her just the same. All the dogs today were terminal surgery dogs. Most of them you could tell were taken from puppy mills, so at least here they serve an educational purpose before they are euthanized, but I am once again wondering how I will handle terminal surgery myself next year. I want to do it because it will give me a chance to do surgeries I otherwise couldn't do until I'm actually in practice, and I've expected that it will be extremely difficult. What I'm not sure of is whether it will actually have long-term effects on my psyche.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Monday, March 3, 2008
Grade-a-friend!
To continue the discussion of poor class structure this year, I present Item B:
We had an assignment due today in Animal Behavior. It is worth 50 points out of a total 100 points in the class. It was a behavior case work-up, fairly straight-forward. The instructor told us to exchange with our neighbor, and our grade will be determined by their critique and assignment of points. It makes perfect sense, because we are all behavior experts having taken a half semester of a course on it. Even better, we have to write up a summary of our critique, and the person whose grade we determined gets to grade our critique.
At this point I turned to Kimberly and said, "And then I get to critique your critique of my critique."
Utter insanity.
We had an assignment due today in Animal Behavior. It is worth 50 points out of a total 100 points in the class. It was a behavior case work-up, fairly straight-forward. The instructor told us to exchange with our neighbor, and our grade will be determined by their critique and assignment of points. It makes perfect sense, because we are all behavior experts having taken a half semester of a course on it. Even better, we have to write up a summary of our critique, and the person whose grade we determined gets to grade our critique.
At this point I turned to Kimberly and said, "And then I get to critique your critique of my critique."
Utter insanity.
I think Christianity has been wrong all these years
Hell is a frozen wasteland.
I don't know if we've had a record number of winter storms this year, but every time we are tempted by the emergence of clear ground our hopes are walloped by another dumping of snow and ice. The most recent one was the worst: we actually had two days that were in the 40s, and it was beautiful, before the afternoon darkened and chilled and the rain came, followed by the ice and then the snow.
A couple storms ago we had a record number of cars in the ditch between Ames and Des Moines.
This morning on my way to class I thought to myself, "Ok people, I know the road is iced over, but we can probably go a little faster than twenty miles an hour." No sooner had it entered my mind than a woman driving a minivan spun off the highway going the other direction. So, I stuck with that 20 mph and was glad it wasn't me.
Spring needs to arrive soon!
I am fully aware that once the temperature gets past the lower 80s I will be whining about wanting winter back. It's not my fault my school is in a climate with vast extremes! I want to find a place to live where summer doesn't get above the 80s and the humidity is lower. I wonder where that might be.
I don't know if we've had a record number of winter storms this year, but every time we are tempted by the emergence of clear ground our hopes are walloped by another dumping of snow and ice. The most recent one was the worst: we actually had two days that were in the 40s, and it was beautiful, before the afternoon darkened and chilled and the rain came, followed by the ice and then the snow.
A couple storms ago we had a record number of cars in the ditch between Ames and Des Moines.
This morning on my way to class I thought to myself, "Ok people, I know the road is iced over, but we can probably go a little faster than twenty miles an hour." No sooner had it entered my mind than a woman driving a minivan spun off the highway going the other direction. So, I stuck with that 20 mph and was glad it wasn't me.
Spring needs to arrive soon!
I am fully aware that once the temperature gets past the lower 80s I will be whining about wanting winter back. It's not my fault my school is in a climate with vast extremes! I want to find a place to live where summer doesn't get above the 80s and the humidity is lower. I wonder where that might be.
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