A Saturday of Recovery

I am not as prolific as I would like to be, but (and I'm sure this will come as a shocker) vet school is hard.  No really, its true.  I was hoping that when I finnished orientation someone (the Dean maybe) would come in and say "Congratuations on getting in, now all you have to do is show up."  That didn't happen unfortunately, instead we have had an exam every Friday, including the Mother of All Exams yesterday.

Yesterday was miserable, up until yesterday things were going all at a pretty even pace. But the Gross Anatomy test about killed me.  I studied more this last week than I have since I started and I was less prepared then I have been to date.  I spent long nights in the lab, awoke in the middle of the night with terms like celiacomesenteric ganglion and plexus on my lips and I still felt like I was taking an exam on French pronouns instead of anatomy yesterday.

So today I blog, I watch movies, I play games. The K-State vs KU game is a block away and i can here the cheers, but I'm not leaving this room.  I may begin my Microanatomy studies later, but for now I need shake off the dust from the nightmare yesterday and try to collect myself to prepare or the home stretch of first semester of vet school.

Week One: The Orientation

Originally written 08/22/09
I have been orientated. It was a fun, not so terribly grueling experience, a little overwhelming but I got lots of swag. I got to see the baby alpacas (alpacas are to me what goats are to S ), they are beyond cute. The school has a whole herd. I also saw the biggest bull I've ever seen in my entire life, the size of my apartment, Hereford Bull, unbelievable.




I give orientation a B+, it would've been an A but they made us take the MBTI and nothing irrates me more when some puts me into a category. What good does it do, really!?



I got a new saddle for my bike, my tushy thanks me and D , it much more pleasant. The ride to school isn't bad, the ride back is pure hell. There is a gusty SE wind, and I am riding NW and it appears to be up hill. I'm sure it will get better.



My roomate is cool, low maintenance, we went to see District 9 last night. It was different, pretty good. I'm going to go try to make breakfast now without waking her up....shhhhh.



Classes start on Monday, full force. Must hit ground running, if I fall behind I'm screwed. This is the one good aspect of leaving my social circle in Georgia, less distractions, but I miss my friends and husband and dogs.

Toto we are not in K....no wait we are.

Originally written on 08/16/09

Outside my window is Kansas, lots of Kansas. Been setting up house, er...room. It looks wonderful, its pink. Why is it pink you ask? Well because I got to choose the color, by myself, completely my personality for the first time in ten years, I have my own room, and I had fun with it.




Manhattan is a nice town, although the name is misleading...very misleading. Typical college town with a little block of bars just off campus and about 350 pizza joints. Its a football school, The Wildcats, they have the same colors as the Vikings, so any of you Wisconsin folk who want college swag, do so at your own risk, but I will send t-shirts if you want them.



I met my roomate for all of 5 seconds, I have deduced that she is in the National Guard and this is her drill weekend. She also takes up all the cupboard space.



I have a bike. It is shiny and blue and it has a basket, I love it except the part where I have to ride it. I don't like that part, I haven't done it in awhile and it hurts my tushy.



Tomorrow orientation starts. Its finally hit me that this is happening, the stethoscope and surgery kit has helped with that. (I have my own hemostats now, how awesome is that!?) Since it has finally hit me, I miss my friends terribly and my dogs. I love you guys.

Somewhere Over the Rainbow

Originally posted on 06/13/09
I did it! I'm got accepted to Kansas State University's College of Veterinary Medicine! I'm going to be a vet!

Uhhhh...Life is full of second chances?

Originally written 06/05/09
I got a...surprising....call this afternoon. Kansas State called to invite me to come out next week and interview for open slots in their vet med class of 2013. This is the same KSU that rejected me wayyyyyy back in December, essentially giving me a really crappy early Christmas gift. I am unsettled, but I have a flight, a rental car, and a hotel; I will be in Kansas next week without my ruby slippers or Toto.

No where to go but up.

Originally written on 3/15/09
My life has taken kind of an unfortunate turn. I have been rejected by 3 out of 4 of the vet schools I applied to and waitlisted at the 4th. No, I don't know what is next and no, I don't need suggestions. I'll figure it out. I'm posting this because explaining it to everyone individually is making me a little nuts.




Fortunately I had a really terrific Spring Break camping with H before I got the news (which happened on Friday the 13th no less), so thats been keeping me going.



I had planned on playing catch up with folks and making a long post about my Spring Break but its going to have to wait until I'm in a better space. C I've really been meaning to write you, I've been missing you and the kids terribly and I promise you will hear from me soon.

Survivor: California

Originally written on 1/30/09
I made it through my interview. I think I did well, I was myself at least. I ran into P, an old classmate, and she treated me to my first In and Out burger, it was pretty good. I must admit I'm smitten with the school, more smitten than I really want to be. The unique teaching style and the real world focus is really appealing, the cost isn't. So we will see how it goes.




I also have to say I have the best friends on the world. Everyone has been so supportive and wonderful.