The last day of the first semester

Today was the last day of my first semester at vet school. It has flown by so fast, I feel like it was August yesterday. Therefore, as a way to reminisce, I’ve put together a few images and little stories from this semester, to look back at one of the most intense, surprising and exciting semesters of my life.

Before even starting vet school, we attended a briefing and had a picnic on campus. I remember how excited I was coming home and unwrapping my first stethoscope and sorting through the little suture kit. All of a sudden, it dawned on me that this was finally happening.

The three fresher’s weeks were so jam packed with activities, one of which was a trip to the reptile park. I’ve written at length about everything here and here if you’re interested in reading more about it.

This is from one of our first dissections, in which our group dissected an English setter if I remember correctly. Again, one of those moments where it really hits you that you’re actually going to be trusted with live animals one day, and the amount of work it’ll take to get there.

From our first practice clinic session. My suturing skills were so laughably poor. One of our study group’s new year’s resolutions is to go to the clinic more often, and try to get as much experience as we can.

We had about a trillion microscopy sessions this year, looking at everything from brains to bones. I have to admit I’ve trailed off more than a few times during these dimly lit lectures.

I have definitely spent more hours this semester than probably cumulatively in my life hunched over this table, rewinding Khan Academy videos, and drinking obscene amounts of tea. I’ll probably make finding a more ergonomic study situation a huge priority next year. (Really though, I had no idea what I was in for as far as studying was concerned. That was probably this year’s biggest shock.)

Vet school isn’t all work though, and over the last few months the school and the girls have put on so many fun events. Here we are going to a 50’s and 60’s themed party, and below is an image from the Christmas lunch I hosted in November (I’m a bit trigger happy when it comes to Christmas, and I may have started celebrating a few months early.)

Lastly, I wanted to include some images from yesterday’s Saint Lucy’s Day event, where we handed out pastries to the entire faculty and all the neighbouring kindergartens. Looking out at all my lab coated, tinsel-wearing classmates I thought about how close knit we’ve become over such a short time span, and how much I’m looking forward to all the exciting, tiresome, at times frustrating, but mostly awesome parts of vet school we’ll experience together.

Here I am trying to pet the same stubborn horse yet again, and you can see her giving me the side-eye. Even when I'm all done up with tinsel in my hair for Saint Lucy's Day, I'm still getting rejected by that anti-social horse. (I kid, I kid, of course) 

Here I am trying to pet the same stubborn horse yet again, and you can see her giving me the side-eye. Even when I'm all done up with tinsel in my hair for Saint Lucy's Day, I'm still getting rejected by that anti-social horse. (I kid, I kid, of course)