This weekend I helped with the annual auction our vet school student organizations put on. We raised a good deal of money, and I got to bring my husband along with me, so that made it even better. It was a lot of hard work, and my feet were killing me by the time it was over (it seems liek I wore more sensible shoes when I put these things on in undergrad). All in all it was an interesting, fun night.
During the event, I introduced my husband to one of my anatomy teachers, and after briefly exchanging pleasantries she had some poignant advice for him. “Be a good support system for her, because it (vet school) is just as awful as she says it is, probably worse. We put them through a lot.” He knows that it’s awful, and he is a great support system. It was just really interesting that this teacher chose to put it that way within such little time of meeting him. It kind of made me wish that she could tell everyone’s friends and family that exact same thing. I think it would make all our lives easier.
Even though I was working the event, I had a really good time. As many of you know I am pretty good at managing events, and it sure was nice to feel good at something. Vet school has this way of making you feel like you are bad at everything. And then because vet school takes so much from you, you start to become bad at the other things in your life that you used to be good at. It’s a pretty vicious cycle. It was nice not only to feel like I was doing a good job, but also to have other people notice.
It is similar to the way I feel when we have extracurricular wet labs. What’s a wet lab you ask? I think that is a post for another day.
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