this last week

Haven’t done my post for this week yet, so I figured this was the perfect time to write it since I’m too tired to study but not quite sleepy enough to go to bed (although I’m actually sitting on my bed writing this, so have technically already gone to bed).

Not really anything in particular that I want to post about, so will just recap this last week…

Of course I’m going to start with work… I worked 53.5 hours this last week, although it’s more like 54 hours but I didn’t record the extra half hour from Wednesday because I couldn’t be bothered and also didn’t think it was worth it. Not so much physically tired, but more mentally tired and kind of generally deflated. But not deflated/drained from work itself, but more from other happenings.

I suppose the second major thing in my life at the moment is studying for my intern exam. It’s totally stressing me out, but sometimes I’m just too tired to study, or don’t feel like I have enough motivation. It was pretty good the other night, though, when I seemed to have all this adrenaline from nowhere and I felt like I could have stayed up studying until 1-2am. But, of course, I had work the next day at 8am, so I ended up doing the sensible thing and going to bed before 12.

Went to watch Riverfire tonight and catch up with friends. It was pretty good (as always), although I sort of think that previous years might have been better – not really sure / can’t remember. I like how they sort of synchronise the fireworks and music though. I like the fireworks that sort of shimmer rather than explode, but I do really like the really massive ones that they fire up really high and when it explodes it looks like it’s going to shower down on you.

Ok, I’m going to go and study to try to make myself sleepy enough to actually sleep. Will write again next week.

long week gone, more to come

Feels like this last week has just flown by. Where has all the time gone??

But seems like so much has happened. Mostly at work, since the majority of my time is at work and/or spent with work peeps.

So sad to see long-term staff members leaving. It’s going to be so weird without them.

So sleep-deprived right now. Should probably go off to sleep. Felt pretty awake this morning, though – even woke up well before my alarm.

Plan for tomorrow: Breakfast, study, lunch, study, run (as long as it doesn’t suddenly rain), dinner, study, sleep.

the best laid schemes…

As regular readers of my blog would know (or even semi-regular or skim-readers would probably know), I don’t write about deep and meaningful stuff too often (if at all (?)) but tonight I’m sort of making an exception. I’m sorry if you’ve heard this story before, but I’m going to retell it anyway.

During high school, if you had asked me what I did not want to study at uni, Pharmacy would have been right up there on that list. I didn’t really know much about Pharmacy or pharmacists, but just had the impression that the profession was a bit boring.

Lo and behold, a day or two before QTAC applications closed, I did away with that list (although I was still pretty adamant that I would not study Law or Dentistry – no offence if you’re in either of those professions – it’s just a personal thing for me) and decided to put Pharmacy in top spot. And, surprise, surprise, in my first year of uni, I was a pharmacy student.

During uni, a friend once said that I’m the type of person who could study/do anything and still be enthusiastic and passionate about it. I agreed with them at the time (still do – to an extent) but I really couldn’t imagine what life would be like for me if I hadn’t chosen Pharmacy. (Well, yeah, I suppose I could imagine, technically, if I tried hard enough, but it’s a figure of speech, ok?)

What I’m really trying to say here is that whenever my mind wanders off down this stretch of Memory Lane, and I think about all the lovely people I’ve worked with and currently work with, I get this irrepressible feeling of being incredibly lucky.

I hope that things don’t change too much (although change can be a good thing, such as changing your QTAC preferences last minute), but I reckon that the moral of the story here is that you can plan all you want and set yourself on a certain path, but all that can change so quickly and unexpectedly, and how you run with it may be all that determines whether it was a change for the better or worse.

face value

One of my favourite shows these days is ‘The Project’ (another (surprise) favourite is ‘I Will Survive’, but I might leave that for another post). I don’t tend to watch missed episodes online or that sort of thing, but it’s a show that I’ll watch whenever I’m home to watch it because it’s always entertaining and informative.

Anyway, they had this really interesting feature story last night. It was about a condition called prosopagnosia, which basically refers to having difficulty recognising faces (even though actual eyesight is normal/ok). This can include the faces of friends and family, and (if I remember correctly) affects about 2% (?) of the population.

Before that story, I had no idea that such a condition existed. It never crossed my mind that such a condition could exist (you have to admit, it’s not your typical medical problem). I think ‘The Project’ regularly do stories like that, and it’s one of the reasons why I like the show so much – they cover the big stories of the day, but also take the time to shine a light on lesser known but equally important matters.

Anyway, it got me thinking about how many other things might be diagnosable medical conditions in the guise of normal-ish problems. You could have a medical condition and not know about it until someone decides that it is a problem and gives it a name.

Sometimes it seems like we only got taught about the medical conditions for which we have (pharmacological) treatments…