Well, after two weeks in which my ego was significantly inflated by a series of job offers, I've finally decided on one. Come Monday, I will be working at Beth Israel Deaconess Medical Center (one of the Harvard hospitals, hot shit) as a clinical research assistant. I'll be working in the cardiac servies/preventative cardiology lab . . . my PI ( Read more... )

But in an attempt to get somewhat up to date ( Read more... )

I feel like I should write about the day I had. I also feel like it would be a gross invasion of two families' privacy. Saving the details for what I'm sure will be running through my mind for the next several weeks, I had two pediatric full-arrests today. One (11y/o) was already dead when I got on scene. The other (5mos) was brought to my ( Read more... )

But all in all, for being the new girl, I didn't fuck up too badly today at work . . . didn't drop any patients, didn't run into anything with the ambulance. I can't believe they just threw me on the squad like that . . . no training, nothing. I haven't driven anything bigger than a minivan EVER, and I haven't even driven one of those since I was ( Read more... )

I managed to make it all year without picking up any sort of bug from working at clinicals . . . and then I work one 6hr shift at MetroHealth up in Cleveland, and pick up Strep throat -- something I haven't had since I was about, oh, 8 years old . . . so now my throat feels like when you swallow an ice cube, and I have to be at work tomorrow at 8am ( Read more... )

To do before spring break ( Read more... )

I've only just gotten through the second day of classes, and already I'm exhausted and cracked-out on caffeine. I just tried to read for Bio-organic chemistry and got lost by the 3rd page. I'm still coming to terms with the idea that physics is going to be my "easy" class this semester. And the first draft of my honors thesis background section ( Read more... )

It's 1:42pm on a Saturday ( Read more... )

I am having the bitchiest fucking time trying to come up with an experimental design for my neuroactive-steroids-in-schizophernia-pathophysiology paper.

Bitchiest fucking time.

Any ideas? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?

Damn.

Just got back from the beach house in Bodega Bay with my father's side of the family ( Read more... )