Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Woo!
If you venture down to the bottom of this page, you will see that I am officially 20 lbs lighter than I was 6 months ago. I have a single chin now and a jawline (yay!) and I've lost I think 5 inches off my waist and have had to buy new skinny jeans twice, woo hoo!
This is a total endorsement for Weight Watchers. I *really* like the flexibility (sorry, chicken and rice day after day isn't really my style) and I thrive on the accountability. Knowing I'm going to have to get on that scale every Tuesday and be accountable for what I put in my mouth or burned off at the gym the week before is just awesome for motivation.
I am now halfway to my goal of 125 lbs.
It's not the fastest way and it does take dedication and internal motivation (no one is yelling at me to spend money on a meeting, after all), and it has taken me 6 months to get here today, but I can honestly say that the way I look at food is changed forever. Food is fun, yes, but food is also fuel. Maintain equilibrium and you'll never grow out of your fat pants like I did last fall.
Those 20 lbs are NEVER coming back... in fact they can take 20 extra lbs with 'em :)
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Shtudyin'
I'm in my usual spot in the school right now finishing up on studying for my first Pharm midterm in about 1.5 hours from now.
I just can't get over how serene and peaceful the school is during the summer. It's utterly tomblike.
Just thought I'd share.... :)
Monday, July 20, 2009
Pharmacology + Summer = hmmmm
So pharmacology started up on July 7th. 3 hours a day in the morning on Tuesday thru Thursdays. Not bad, right?
Until I look out the window and the sun is shining, the birds are singing, and I can run across the road at break for an iced cap.
Still, it is pretty interesting stuff! The prof is an RN MEd, with no Pharm degree in sight but a bunch of experience so I guess that counts. She has a lot to say about drugs and interactions as she apparently is a chronic pain sufferer from a car accident and is hypersensitive to many drugs. So the stories she has been sharing are... well, scary.
The course is sooo condensed. We learned about drug calculations on Thursday the 10th and had the test on the following Tuesday. The passing grade was 100%! Stress, stress, stress was all I did. The test had a few sneaky questions with infusion that I had trouble with, as there was surplus information such as drip rates and the nurse changing the bag from 750 mL to 1000 mL. So I failed it but luckily I got a redo and was able to just recalculate my wrong questions.
It's not even that the med math is hard... it's not. But it was just so unfamiliar to me and looks different than all my years of algebra and chemistry. Mostly because I'm not used to working with those units or visualizing typically nebulous questions in a way that's very concrete and factual. I mean, when has math or chemistry ever applied to something you're actually going to do, right? So I still feel a little shaky but I have a workbook full of questions that I will brush up on before clinical in January.
So the other thing I've been up to is my new hobby of burlesque. A bunch of girls and I started up a new troupe here and have done a couple of shows so far this summer. I have to say - I freaking love it. At first I was a little shy, but it is just so incredibly liberating and full of verve that I'm hopelessly addicted. I'm always listening to music wondering whether I could use it for a song and envisioning new moves. We have had a total blast and I am finally remembering how much fun performing is! It's full of moves from jazz and ballet, and lots of theatrical parts too!
I'm moving in about a month to a new place as I don't want to live in this apartment after my ex and I split... so I will probably be busy with that and will be lacking internet for a bit! Hopefully I can post some more before then :)
I hope you're all enjoying your summer!
Monday, June 29, 2009
Received in the mail today
Dear Undergrad RN,
The English 108 Committee is very pleased to inform you that you have won the $200 prize given to the student who wrote the best essay in English 108. We were impressed with your careful analysis of current right to die legislation and with your skillful integration of material from your sources. Your essay is well written and clearly organized. We enjoyed reading it.
OMG! The paper they are talking about is this one. I am just so amazed. English 108 is a requisite for almost every first year student. That includes nursing, arts, English, journalism, et al. faculties! And I beat out all of those other students with a freakin' research paper!
Wow.
P.S. Pharmacology in 8 days! So much for my one month of glorious vacation. Except that I am working full time. Sigh...
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Dear world,
I'm going to emote a little bit. This might be a little on the not-fun-to-read side, but I'm more writing it for me than for anyone else.
I... am single.
For the first time in 2 years, it's finally irrefutable that the boy I fell head over heels for in December 2006 is not the man of my dreams, and will never be the man of my dreams.
All that talk of engagements and weddings and babies and small town bliss and the future - gone.
I gave it my best shot. I probably gave it more than I should have, and I probably took more emotional battery than a reasonable person would have. But I wanted to have no regrets when it was over, no thoughts that I could have done something differently or said the right thing and saved a beautiful union.
Regrets? I have none.
I know that I am a deeply caring, gracious, intelligent woman and I'm positive that some man out there will want to respect me and honor me, and fight for me if that time ever comes. Someone who doesn't value appearances and money over integrity and respect. Someone who isn't content to let the world come knocking - he goes out and seeks to expand his worldview and challenge his mindset. He examines all sides of a situation and bases his decisions on critical thought. He has a softness in his heart to allow for the unbridled worship of a God greater than he.
More than anything, he's as committed to my well-being and happiness as I am to his.
I've got a lot to offer.
I'm stronger for this, I know I am... but I'm still mourning the loss of a future that will never be.
I... am single.
For the first time in 2 years, it's finally irrefutable that the boy I fell head over heels for in December 2006 is not the man of my dreams, and will never be the man of my dreams.
All that talk of engagements and weddings and babies and small town bliss and the future - gone.
I gave it my best shot. I probably gave it more than I should have, and I probably took more emotional battery than a reasonable person would have. But I wanted to have no regrets when it was over, no thoughts that I could have done something differently or said the right thing and saved a beautiful union.
Regrets? I have none.
I know that I am a deeply caring, gracious, intelligent woman and I'm positive that some man out there will want to respect me and honor me, and fight for me if that time ever comes. Someone who doesn't value appearances and money over integrity and respect. Someone who isn't content to let the world come knocking - he goes out and seeks to expand his worldview and challenge his mindset. He examines all sides of a situation and bases his decisions on critical thought. He has a softness in his heart to allow for the unbridled worship of a God greater than he.
More than anything, he's as committed to my well-being and happiness as I am to his.
I've got a lot to offer.
I'm stronger for this, I know I am... but I'm still mourning the loss of a future that will never be.
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