*I say regular but I mean it is going to be regular I know my posting is anything but regular.
Week 8
So the clocks changed last weekend and it seems that this has made me pretty tired. Because I get up when it is light, and that has got much much (an hour) earlier so now I am spending more time awake and more time in the dark. But I'm sure I'll survive as it is about to be R&R (oh no wait R&I) week where all the medics come back from the sticks and spend all day everyday in lectures in a nice warm comfy lecture theatre.
So I have driven to Hinchingbrooke for the last time until February and so I now get to save £50 a week on petrol, this is very good as my bank balance is not looking healthy. My time at Hinchingbrooke has been excellent, even if we did all get less keen by the end there were always lovely doctors of all stages willing to teach us and help us get the most from our placement. I feel like we were really part of the team and even though the most useful things we could do was carry notes and put in the occasional cannula all of the very busy doctors did loads to teach us. I might not have been as keen about going into surgery as some other people and yes by the end it seemed like everyone in the ward had exactly the same things going on I saw lots of really interesting things and feel like I learnt quite a lot. And the clinical skills tutor there is great fun. As a side note here we learnt to place nasogastric tubes on Friday and I'd reccomend never needing one. I'll miss the sense of community there was at Hinch when I get to Addies.
Rowing wise I have spent lots of time in the IV that will race at IV's Head of the River on Sunday and while there have been moments of tension we have really made big steps in our rowing ability and technique. To quote Anna (from something about rowing) who sent the CUWBC list an email earlier this week "If it doesn't feel weird then you are just doing what you have always done" and perhaps more impressively Annie Vernon who emailed CUWBC a few weeks back "challenge yourself more than you think you are capable of – you never know how good you might be". Rowing this week has been HARD my brain feels like it might explode at the end of an outing and my legs are burning but this is the kind of challenge I signed up to when I decided to trial.
Relics officer wise I need to be sending a newsletter soon, the mailshot happened this weekend and I should be finishing my fundraising proposal. I hope that everyone has done their mailshot duties, and I am avoiding doing the rest by blogging/ sleeping this weekend. It'll all get done over the next week.
Socially I dressed up (covered my face in face paint) as a dead person/ghost and went to the boathouse for some CBC fun on Halloween and played lots of silly games and inhaled a large portion of my weekly calories as sugar. I'd forgotten how much fun acting like a kid with some friends can be and at many points I laughed so hard I couldn't breathe. Then on Friday David, his brother and his wife, Andrew and Kathryn, his mum and I went to see the spectacular fireworks in the rain and then went and had a yummy yummy dinner (lucky I am on weight for BIRC already really with all this socialising!). Last night Prash hosted dinner to celebrate Diwali and it was so so nice to see everyone and just chill out like old times. I miss them all so I hope that we can do plenty of stuff like this in the near future but I know I can't organise it myself.
Right I'm off to do something useful before I head off to formal with the medics. If anyone wishes to procrastinate as much as I have in the last few days I'll direct you to Random Acts of Reality.
