Week one status: Still alive, I guess.

Written May 21st, 2017. Posted in Personal, Pharmacy. No Comments.

This week has gone by so quickly and I don’t even have anything intelligent to say about it. I’m already tired. Why am I already tired? I’ve been on rotations for a week. And I love it, I’m learning a ton, and I’m getting to use the stuff I know, but I’m also definitely not used to having this much time not to myself. But I will adjust, I always do.

I’ve been spending most of my time doing medication reconciliations on people getting admitted to the hospital from the emergency room, making sure that their records are updated with all of their home medications and how they’ve been taking them. I’ve seen some fun stuff (no wonder you have C. diff, you were prescribed a course of fluoroquinolones, two Z-packs, and clindamycin within a two week period). The hardest part has been resisting the urge to counsel people on some of the scary things they’ve been doing- Dulera is not a rescue inhaler and you really should not be taking your girlfriend’s controlled substances to supplement your own medications– but unfortunately, with no pharmacist present, that’s outside of my license and I have to leave it for discharge to explain.

This really should be a service that people receive regularly, not just when they’re admitted to a hospital and it’s kind of too late. (Someone should pay me to do that, I’d totally do that.)

On top of starting my rotations, the apartment complex emailed us this week to tell us that our apartment won’t be ready for 1-2 months after we were originally told. Perfect, it’s not like our current lease doesn’t end in June and we have to be out by the 30th, or anything. So trying to find a plan B has been thrilling. Ah, well. It’ll work itself out in the end. And besides…

It could be worse. I could have C. diff.

Good morning world, and all who inhabit it!

Written May 5th, 2017. Posted in Ispirata. No Comments.

Well, I finally did it. I finally got this place looking half-decent enough to actually want to write something. It’s amazing the kind of motivation that the end of a semester will give you for putting time into your hobbies.

A lot has changed since the last time I was regularly maintaining a blog. I was a freshman in college when I abandoned Ispirata. My previous attempt to re-start blogging, however ill-advised, happened at the end of my undergraduate experience. I’ve since gotten a bachelor’s degree in biochemistry, finished three out of four years of my doctorate in pharmacy, entered into a long-term relationship, and, in a few weeks, I’ll be moving out of my childhood home into an apartment with said partner. Pharmacy school has been a wild ride, but a far better experience than my undergraduate degree. I’m more confident and capable than I ever thought I could be four years ago.

That said, a lot hasn’t changed. I’m still interested in a lot of the same things I was six years ago. I love good design and fine fonts. I’m the webmaster and publicist for one of the professional organizations I belong to, and I can’t think of a position I’m better suited to. I read just as much as I used to back then, and I’m still very interested and somewhat disappointed in our political landscape. I’d like to imagine myself better informed and less pretentious (because I’ve read through my old archives, and boy oh boy, I was an embarrassment), but who knows?

Blogging again feels good. The only thing I miss are my old friends. I’ll probably always wonder what happened to them, but it’s time to try to make some new ones. I want to try to keep this going for myself, though. Blogging helps me with my writing skills and it helps me to organize my thoughts, something I can be in desperate need of sometimes. I know I’ve tried this so many times before, but here’s hoping this one sticks.