Believe it or not, I'm still alive. I've just been on a really long hiatus. Since last school year ended, really.
A lot of things have happened since then, so I suppose I'll be posting retroactive updates on those some other time...when I have time. Not like anyone cares of course, but for the sake of completeness...
This post will be purely about the one biggest change in my life since my last update: pharmacy school.
So it's been almost 5 weeks since I've started classes at pharmacy school. I'm officially a Pharm.D. candidate now, a title which of course comes with the white coat of pharmacists. Five weeks ago, all of the students got coated at the white coat ceremony. A white coat is really just that...wearing a white coat doesn't make you special. In fact, anyone can buy a white coat, appear on TV, introducing him/herself as Dr. Soandso, and advertise some breakthrough medical product that will make you lose up to 100 lbs. of weight in a matter of weeks (which I hope no one would actually spend their hard-earned money on). The coat provides the wearer some degree of protection from chemicals and fire hazards in a lab setting, but I highly doubt that's the reason health professions students receive these coats.
To us, it is a symbol that we are entering a serious profession where the health and safety of patients are in our hands. To wear it is to acknowledge the trust that patients have in us and to strive to do one's best to deserve that trust, to never betray it. Perhaps one reason for coating us was to make us feel good about ourselves, to encourage us, and to keep our eyes on the goal of becoming pharmacists.
But when the coat was placed on me, it felt like a cloak of immense burden, the weight of responsibility, on my back. What was outwardly a joyous occasion celebrating our entrance into pharmacy school clashed with the somber feelings I held within my heart. It's true that this is what I wanted to do, and I know I will enjoy these next four years, but I feel that I can no longer be the same person I was in high school, or even college, the one who did no more than what was required or asked, the one who relied on intellect and wits to get by, rather than to really endure the hardship of expending unadulterated, pure effort....because this is no longer about myself, as it was years ago when I rebelled against my parents who wanted me to become a M.D. This is about the health of the people who will be my patients, about living up to the promises I made when I wrote all those scholarship essays about my obligations to my community, about doing my part and making a contribution to society; am I merely going to get my degree, become a working pharmacist, fill prescriptions for a living, and let that be end of story? I would hope the answer is no.
Perhaps the heaviness I felt in my heart was really, in fact, the uncertainty in my ability to surpass or even meet the expectations I have somehow unwillingly, and perhaps unwittingly, set for myself. I can only hope that these next four years will somehow wipe away that uncertainty...
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However, on to school itself.... needless to say, it's been really busy. The first few weeks of class were really exciting... a lot like that feeling you get when you're a wide-eyed freshman who just stepped onto college campus and everything is new to you.
Everything in pharmacy school
was new to me...starting at 8:00 in the morning, at least 4 hours of class everyday; I have to get up before the crack of dawn if I am to catch the school shuttle on time to get to class on the health sciences campus. If we were lucky, there were no extra classes and we could go home, to the cafe for lunch, or to the medical library when classes ended at noon. I don't think I've had classes for that long continuously since high school days. On days with extra classes (which happens just about half of the time), I'd expect to stay until 4 or 5. It's really exhausting, but somehow, I find it really fun. Maybe the knowledge that my classmates around me are equally tired helps to get me through the day. Misery does enjoy company after all. Kidding of course. It's not that I enjoy seeing them suffer...it's just knowing that I have no right to complain because everyone is going through the same thing.
Between classes, we get a 10-minute break or so, which is really nice because I would not want to sit for 4 hours straight. Sometimes, I take a walk or go to the cafe in the adjacent building to grab a coffee or snacks. It's always amusing when I see a classmate heading back to class with coffee in hand and we exchange laughs and/or complaints about how little sleep we got or how much readings we have to do. It's even funnier if one or both of us have panda eyes...I'm sure that even without words, we know how the other person is feeling.
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The lectures are manageable for the most part. I would have to say some professors need to work on their delivery skill or just put a little more energy into speaking though. The classes we have as first-year students are:~Pharmaceutics
(it's really organic chem in disguise...except directly applicable to drugs)
~Biological systems
(it's really anatomy/physiology/histology)
~Biochemical & Molecular Sites of Drug Actions
(biochem is biochem is biochem, no matter what other fancy words you put behind it)
~Pharmacy Practice Skills
(everything from immunology and how to give shots to how to do consultations with patients and decipher prescriptions)
~Pharmacy Practice & Experience
(this includes a leadership class and an externship at either a hospital site or community pharmacy)
~Healthcare Delivery
(Money makes the world go 'round, and unfortunately, it makes healthcare go 'round too)
I think my favorite class is pharmaceutics so far...it's very conceptual, and once you grasp the main concepts, you can apply it to solve all the problems. Organic chem was one of my strengths, so I had no worries there. The thought that I'll be able to contribute something to my case study group is comforting. Biosystems is extremely tedious for me...there is just such an immense amount information to know and memorization is not one of my strengths, so I know I will have to work extra hard. Biochem, like biosystems, is a lot of memorization. Thankfully, I was a biochem major so I think that has been helping me pick up the information more easily. The lectures are a bit ridiculous though...the professor blows through material as if he were a madman on amphetamines....not one person I have talked to has said that they could absorb everything he covers in a lecture. It means more self-studying for us. Pharmacy Practice Skills is a pretty informative class with great lecturers. It's a bit of work, but not difficult at all, and the material is interesting. Thanks to this class, I'll be certified to give flu shots (or any other type of intramuscular or subcutaneous shots) soon, to the dismay of my friends who might, if they are lucky, receive them from me if they are at the right place at the right time. Pharmacy Practice & Experience...now this is where things get interesting. The leadership course is really discussion-intensive, which is kind of nice for a change since we don't really have discussions in normal lectures. A lot of small-group presentations as well. The externship part of the course is completely another topic on its own....maybe I'll write about it some other day.
Healthcare Delivery is one of my least favorite classes...We learn about health insurance, HMOs, Medicare, Medigap, the flow of money through healthcare systems, and basically why healthcare costs are so difficult to control. It can sometimes be interesting, there's too much politics and money involved, which always makes for a depressing, but nevertheless necessary topic. -------------------------------------
Life is so fast-paced nowadays, it's difficult to not think about what I need to do next. Every hour I spend relaxing or sleeping is an hour not spent towards academics, which of course was always true, but now I am more aware of that than ever before. It makes me really appreciate the days when relaxing was relaxing and my time was really my time to do whatever I wished. Unfortunately, I took that for granted, and those are days that I'll never get back.
I'd have to say that I'm honestly enjoying pharmacy school, though being shunted into this completely new lifestyle -yes, pharm school has become a lifestyle- has me looking back at the youth which I feel was silently and regretably lost over the last eight years or so... Realistically, there is nothing left to do but to submerge myself in this new life, though I can't say with much conviction that I've succeeded in doing so as of yet. All of the second years I've met have reassured me that having a hard time adjusting is one of the things that makes being a first year so difficult and that it is merely a passing phase. I hope I can adjust soon, for the sake of being able to concentrate on what's important and what's in front of me.
Until next time...
...unless there is no next time in the case that the ♥ biochemistry exam ♥
this Wednesday happens to be the end of me.
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