First full week, well almost

I don’t really know how I would describe my first week. All the drugs have different trade names..well except Buscopan, Adequan, and Gastroguard…but that’s pretty much it. I have to find the tiny little words on the box/bottle to figure what the drug actually is. The needle color code is different too. WHY!?! all of them are different. And the syringe capacities are different too. 2.5 mL? Really? Not a big deal. I am pretty much starting from scratch with everything. I know how stuff works, but I don;t know where things are, who uses what, what do they use for this/that blah blah blah. So instead of being able to go of and do things on my own, it’s a mix of standing and watching, or going back and fourth asking questions. And I HATE questions.. 

The good news  though, I have been able to accomplish a few things on my own. this includes folding laundry, bringing things that need to be sterilized to the QMAH to be sterilized, sweeping and mopping floors, and filling out information discussed at the morning rounds meeting. And I scrubbed a joint for a Carpal tenoscopy. Yesterday I helped restrain a horse for a bone scan. It lasted about 3 hours. Today I helped with three CT scans. The images that they create are really cool.  For the bone scan, you have to follow the horse to and from it’s stall to the special Scintigraphy room with gloves, boots, your radiology gown/thyroid guard, and the special urine bucket on a stick ( because you need to catch the radioactive urine so it’s not all over the place.) For the CT scan, the horse is brought into a room, lightly sedated, then walked down to a platform next to the CT. The platform is powered by gas that lifts off the ground a bit, kindof like a hovercraft. But first, the horse needs to be standing square and at a perfect distance (pending on height) away from the edge and the head placed on a tray inside the CT machine so that all the crosshairs match. This isn’t making sense. Oh well. Anyway, the gas is turned on, the horse is hovering on the platform, and the CT machine moves the horse back as it scans the head. Pretty neat! Both the bone scan and the CT require a good balance of sedation, because if they are too light, things won’t get done efficiently, but if they are too drunk, they wobble, and there is too much motion int the image! 

The surgeries are wayyyy different too. It takes days longer. DAYS. 

I guess tomorrow is payday, but since I started when I did, I will be on the payroll for the NEXT payday, and since I have an adult salaried job, It will be the beginning of next month. But I will survive!

I have a big to-do list for this weekend, and I need to plan my bus route to get it all sorted. JOY.


Back to work

My first day was smooth. Like always I woke up before my alarm, and started to get ready. It’s like getting put of your PJ’s to get back into PJ’s. I wore my Comstock Equine scrubs just because it’s my only pair I have/brought. Brought back good memories! But yes, I love jobs that require lazy clothes. Non of this ironing aprons and shirts and neat hair bullshit. That’s why vet nurse or personal/athletic trainer options will always be my bag of  chips. 

Moving on….


I left the house later than I wanted to because I could not find my house key, of course. The RVC shuttle bus stops at the Furzefield center, which is right at the bottom of my road. Since I am turning into a professional speed walker, I made it there with plenty of free time. I have to catch the 7:35 shuttle to get to the campus at 7:50, but I don’t actually start till 8:30, but the next shuttle will get you there at 8:45. Boo. Not important….

The day went well, I wandered around following the other nurses getting introduced to people whose name I have already forgotten. and tried to be helpful with little tasks. It’s annoying not knowing where stuff goes, but the general idea of what needs to be done is nice. Nothing like my first day at comstock. That was just straight deer in the headlights for months on end. I was sent on a lunch break, and I hid in one of the rooms eating a can of mackeral, then I was in the real break room getting my tea, and chatting with the girls who work there. I went and got a temp Id, my work email set up, and went back to theater. I will have my own locker in the theater changing room, so I can have my own croc like shoes and not have to wear the wellies. So I changed into my sx scrubs, went into the surgery room (one of two) that was in the middle of a colic surgery, which ended up being euthanised due to the amount of dead bowel, and the prognosis would be poor for recovering from a resection. Since this is a vet school, and there was no longer a need to keep a sterile field all of a sudden the crowd of students all slapped on some rectal sleeves (Long sleeved gloves) and gathered around like vultures to feel around and talk about things. I was busy trying to remember the names of surgical equipment names, so putting things away was a process. then I was done. Two surgeries took all day? Welcome to a teaching hospital….

I have a bit of the deer in the headlights feeling going. But it will all come back to me, with some freshening up. AND I have access to the campus library!! Wee! And at the cafe, you can fill a crate with eggs from the farm! Im sure its way cheaper, and good quality yay! And I get my own uniform soon. woop woop!

The Big Move – Manchester to Potter’s Bar

I made it! Things could not have gone more smoothly. And not one drop of stupid rain, NOT ONE. 

I was having issues finding a third party luggage courier willing to move my over sized big red bag. So it finally dawned on me the bring in the big guns, and call UPS. I scheduled a pickup, they showed up withing the time frame they said, and it was on it’s way. 

Moving away from the story for a second, I was looking for the proper dimensional measurements of my bag and watched a video advert of my bag and how great it is. Strapped to the side of a yak, being dropped of parts of Everest, ect. Makes me want to go on my Mont Blanc expedition! See for yourself!

Moving on, so I still had plenty of things that I brought on my own. the morning of the big move (yesterday) I powered up with my usual flax pancake, and ate my lunch before I left so it was one less thing to carry. I left the house at 11 to catch the 11:55 to Euston station. The bus into Piccadilly was awkward since it was way to early to take of my backpack that I had all perfectly adjusted. I also had my purse around my side, and a big bag holding my duvet and some sheets. So I sat there for about 25 min in a crouched bent down position till I got to my destination. I then trekked my way to the train station. This was the roughest part of the trip. I was trying to make my way through the row of seats to find my seat and the luggage racks. Isla had given me a yoga mat to take with me , and it was sticking out just a bit to far on the ends, so I was forcing my way through, probably hitting a few people on my way…really glad I had my headphones in. I just did not want to hear about it!! Did I mention it got really really hot in that 5 min time frame?  So It worked out that I put the duvet bag in the back of the train car luggage rack, and my backpack at the front of the car, my large puffy jacket and yoga mat went in the overhead storage. Phew.  About five min out from arriving, I walked back and fourth retrieving my things scattered about the train car, and stood at the door, waiting to get out. I made my way with all my things to the tube, and made my way to Finsbury park to get the train to PBR.  I tried to get through the tube ticket barrier and ended up just throwing the duvet bag over to the other side, ad going through sideways in a very forced motion. After that, it was smooth sailing fitting on escalators, the tube itself, and getting out ( thank goodness for the disabled entrance barriers.) All the stairs were really testing me though, if only watching the Olympics counted as exercise, shucks. Waiting for the train to PBR, I was talking to the ticket/security person about America, and I fully convinced him that California was a million times better than Florida…even though it’s obvious. I boarded the train, stood by the door because it was a bit tight, and arrived into Potter’s bar where my new landlord, Richard, was waiting to give me a lift to the house, thank goodness!! We took all my stuff upstairs, and I sat and had a cup of tea, meeting his girlfriend, Anna, and talking about my job and stuff. She was headed out to see her horse, so she gave me a lift to the college, and just as we got into the car, a UPS truck was arriving at the door, with the big red bag! Perfect timing! The driver asked ” I hope your not taking all of this on a hike with you!?” he offered to carry it to the house, but I took responsibility of carrying it since I made it so heavy (30 kgs) Richard offered to take it upstairs while Anna and I headed out, so I don’t really know how that went. Haha. 

I showed up at the college, signed some papers, gave my bank number, emergency contacts etc., and got my official start day of this Thursday at 8:30! I will be getting my sizes for my uniform and stuff! wee! 

So for now, I unpack, make a list of random things I need, get groceries, and relax!! And the sun is still shining!

A Weekend in Newcastle

left Manchester early Friday morning to catch a train to Newcastle to surprise my Grandfather for his 82nd birthday that Saturday. we caught up on all the places I had been to and done, and what they have been up to since I left. Saturday we went for a nice lunch in Seaton Sleuce and walked around as much as we could stand the wind. We made a trip to the Blagdon farm shop and had some tea/coffee, then made our way back. The day was actually very long! By the time we had been home, watched England beat Scotland at Rugby, watch some Olympics, and Skype with my mom and dad, it was only about 8:30! But we were all exhausted!!

Today I started packing up my big red bag with the remainder of my clothes and random things that I did not bring with me on my trip from January. I forgot how much it weighs when full! Plus the addition of my 10 pound kettlebell, haha. I am now moving pictures on my old laptop onto a thumb drive so that I can soon get rid of this one properly. I forgot how many good hiking pictures I took, and it made me a bit homesick. But I have so much more to explore and do while I am here, so I need to keep looking forward! Especially now that I  have a job!

I am headed back to Manchester tomorrow, along with the rest of my stuff. I hope it won’t be too much of a painful journey!

Here are some old pictures from the old laptop! mixture of random places and things!ImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageexternship 2013 069 externship 2013 078 for sale 003 for sale 028 for sale 053 OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAI

Full Speed Ahead!

I had a great trip to London for my interview. I was up early to get ready for my commute there, and the taxi got me to the station in good time, and I arrived into london around 8:20. I walked down Euston road to catch a train from Kings Cross to Potter’s Bar. I snacked on a pre-made flaxseed pancake on my way to the station. Yum! I walked past platform 9 and three quarters, and got on the train. I made it to the clinic with ten minutes to spare. I was greeted with a how cup of tea that I needed desperately! There were three people involved in the interview, and we were talking for almost two hours! I could go on forever talking about what actually went on, but I won’t. They urged me to keep on the RCVS to find my qualifications. I was able to just now get in contact with them, and I was also sent an email in regards to what they have decided. Pretty much what I expected. I am to take a practical (not the written thank goodness) exam before I can register as a nurse. Not bad, considering that they could send me through a lot more hoops.The exam costs £262, but, it was discussed during the interview that if needed, the college would pay for any expense in my route of becoming an RVN! There are four testing days in the year. One in March, July, Septmeber, or December. After looking at topics that are in the practical, it will be better for me to aim July/Septmeber. I  seemed to have forgotten about how to position small animals for radiographs. Shucks. I sent off a few questions to the RCVS regarding other things that I may/may not have to apply for (just to make sure I am following all the rules) 

I made my way back to London, and checked in at a hostel about 200 yard away from Kings Cross. I got some veg and chicken from a local shop, and cooked my lunch at the hostel. I called uncle stephen to let him know how things went, then I took a nap. I didn’t sleep for too lang, and I decided to go out and wander around. I took the tube, and wandered around piccadilly and soho. I was able to get in contact with Graham about meeting for lunch for tomorrow in the Borough area at a turkish restaurant. Since I was traveling light, I just had an extra t shirt to wear while I slept. Then It was back into my interview outfit the next morning. The hostel room was about 100 degrees and smelled like feet, and I was woken up early by the room next door blasting techno and using their hair dryers. I set off to walk around before meeting with Graham and Christine. I saw alot more sites this  time, and it was great showing up at the London towers and it being pretty much empty compared to a hot summer day full of tourists. The weather was pretty good for early February, and it only rained once! I crossed the river on the London Bridge, and I walked past where I was to be meeting my relatives. I sat at a nearby coffee shop to pass some time. 

Graham and Christine were really nice people. I have been so lucky that pretty much all my family members have been so friendly! Graham showed me some old photos of Eddie and Mary, and young mom in her swimsuit sitting by them 🙂 We talked about their children and all the different things they do. Their daughter is a doctor who wanted to be a veterinarian and their son is a lawyer but does locum jobs and spends his time traveling the world. He just recently came back to the UK to pick up his ski’s. I told them how everyone was doing, and they were very interested in Jenny’s travels and time in the Ukraine. The Lunch was delicious! I indulged in having bread with the yogurt dips, just delicious. I can’t pronounce what I had, but it was a lamb dish with onions, veg, and spices. We all shared a bottle of red wine, and had a great time. We said our goodbyes, and I walked along the Thames, past the Tate Modern (dad’s least favorite attraction) and crossed the Hungerford bridge, making my way up to Euston Station. 

I have mastered my train skills! I was able to use my return for a peak time because of my railcard, and the next train to Piccadilly was conveniently in 20 min with only three stops! The platform had not been assigned yet, so I went to take care of some businesss, and as I was walking back, they were just announcing that the train would be on platform 4. I could see the surge of peopleheaded my way that I was standing in front of the entrance to platform 4. I was ahead of the game! I was able to get a good seat, and we were off! I had just realized that I left the remainder of my  spinach, shallot and avocado in the hostel fridge. DAMN!! Anyway, the train took off, and I took my feet out of my shoes to let them breathe. I had been wearing these tiny flats that are not suitable for walking. I dozed off to sleep, and when I woke up, I looked down at my feet, and just noticed that there was blood all over my toes and the inside of my shoes. I don’t think anyone noticed…

After making my way back to Chorlton in a taxi during rush hour traffic, I had him pull over early because the cost was so high!! I could walk faster than sit in traffic! I was greeted by Stephen and Twinkle, an I went upstairs to soak my feet. Then I spent the night with a bin next to me since the Turkish lunch (or something) decided that it was coming back out the way it went in. 


So I have had a bit of a delay getting started on this process, but now I am strapped to my computer starting my room  searches, RCVS stuff, and stuff. It’s all go!!!!ImageImageImageImageImageImageImage