I'm at that critical juncture (halfway) in my SPEP rotation where I realize that I've only done about 15% of the paperwork, but I also need to do other things, such as look for a vacation spot, a place in Toronto to live, to learn my Ontario Jurisprudence stuff, to do self-study for PEBCs, and to keep myself alive in Victoria. I also am working some weekends, which decreases my available time and energy.
Today was a Saturday, hence my sixth straight working day. Now I know why God decreed a seventh day of rest. It wasn't that it was a busy Saturday, but it was draining on me because of a number of things. The patients I was working with were either not very receptive to pharmaceutical care and just wanted me to jump through hoops for them, or they were too open and talked my ear off without listening to what I was saying. I did a lot of counting and blister packing today too. And to begin I think I was tired and decided to mentally shutdown.
I was also tired from the lindyhop exchange that I attended last night, which was fun in some ways, but also mentally taxing for me. One of my attributes is that I dislike not being good at something, and being a beginner lead at a lindyhop social dance certainly qualifies.
Today, I also could not dry my clothes because I was missing one quarter (of course, I had enough change to wash my clothes), and I wasted a lot of time trying to turn on the TV so I could watch it while eating. My desk lamp blew out as well and I wasted a lot of time logging on to e-Therapeutics so I could access up-to-date information for my self-studying.
Life isn't all bad I suppose. My roommates won a 32" LCD TV today as a door prize at the same lindyhop convention. And for the converse comparison, I learned today that one of the pharmacists I've been working with recently had her boyfriend (of 10 years) pass away with adrenal cancer within 4 months or so of diagnosis. They were both 26. It just makes me think about how pathetic some of my musings are, when others have gone through so much more, and thus how I need to keep things in perspective. Especially when the person telling the story was another pharmacist, who's own husband is soon to be getting a stem cell transplant at VGH. I didn't really know how to respond, and I felt so naive and that I've been sheltered from these sorts of life experiences.
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Oh Charles, I miss you! Reading your to-do list makes me feel guilty for wasting my own time over here. Jan and Feb on this new team was super busy, but now it's down time and my learning curve has become a plateau and work is a routine. It might sound silly, but 6 months here in Ottawa and homesick finally kicked in. I hope it's better weather over there than here! :]
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