So when we began dental school one of our instructors told us that if we weren't being challenged we weren't getting our money's worth. Rest assured, I am definitely feeling challenged. For the last two or three weeks we have had something big due everyday. It's either been a midterm, oral anatomy test or project, a paper, written or oral quiz and/or a dissection in anatomy. I get up around 6 each morning and if I have time - do a little studying before class. I'm in class until five most days and try to study and eat over lunch. I then come home and push through some more studying until about 10pm. At that point I just have to accept that I can't do anymore that day, go to sleep and then start all over again.
I usually get between 4-8 hours of studying in on Saturdays to stay afloat. I think the worst of it is over now for this semester. I have part one and two of a final tomorrow and Wednesday. After that I should have at least five more hours a week to study and focus on my remaining classes. So with my first drill weekend I think it was a solid two weeks without any sort of a break. Trust me, this Saturday was very welcome. I don't know if I've ever looked forward to Thanksgiving so hopefully before.
Last weekend I went up to Camp Ripley for my first National Guard drill weekend. It went very well. So well in fact that I think if all of my experiences are like this one, my military experience will be quite positive. I even got paid when I was supposed to, it's amazing. A fellow classmate who I also know from church was commissioned on the same day. It was really nice to have another dental student to carpool and be new at everything with. (There are so many acronyms and bits of information coming at you it was good to have someone to conquer and divide the info with.) Coming in as an officer you start drilling without any formal training. So it was pretty awkward to be saluted while walking around and called Ma'am (I didn't learn what I was supposed to do in response until 24 hours after it started.) Being the daughter of an enlisted Marine I am well aware that there are plenty of enlisted people who resent the fact that I came in at a higher rank and know nothing about the military. So I tread lightly and will certainly not flaunt my officer status.
Minnesota isn't exactly a military hub, so buying uniforms was a bit challenging. There was a small place here in the cities where I didn't get any help picking out what I needed and they had limited supplies. I had to guess the rest of the things I needed and order them online. So Saturday morning at 4am I am trying to put my uniform on the way I think it might go. We arrived at the base at 6:30am and I think it took maybe two minutes before people in my new unit stopped me and told me that I needed to be fixed. Apparently my boots are all wrong, my top uniform too small (they don't come any smaller) I was either missing or had the wrong patches and my hair wasn't up properly. They were very helpful in correcting how to wear my uniform, but they didn't hold back that they were thinking it was a good thing I wasn't part of their unit because I would have embarrassed them. It didn't phase me too much though. I figured I would have at least one event like that and everyone was more than happy to help.
I am in a program with medical and PA students so I got to meet a few other new officers as well. Most of them were prior service so they helped fill me in a bit more in the ways of the military. I think my general responsibilities each weekend will be helping with the dental examinations. This will involve taking health histories, going through paperwork to determine radiograph and exam need as well as exposing radiographs. Since I have a hygiene background I started taking bitewings on Sunday. In a shorter day I took 119 bitewings. (Thank goodness for digital radiography.) I can only imagine what that total will be in future weekends. (Our dental unit does an average of 350-500 dental exams a weekend.) The people in my unit are great and I am looking forward to working with them. My favorite part of the weekend was attending a continuing medical education seminar on cold weather injuries. It was an hour presentation over breakfast with the MDs and other students. I really hope to keep going to those even if they aren't directly related to the care I give.
The days are a little long, I was wiped out for the rest of the week but it was definitely worth it. So far everything I've heard about the officer basic course is that it is fun. It sounds a lot like camping with my family - orienteering, navigation, tents etc. We will see.
One last note to this long post. Tuesday was the Anatomy Memorial Service. It was a service held to show appreciation to the families whose loved ones donated their bodies to be used in anatomy. I sang in the choir with the med students and enjoyed my associations with them and utilizing my talents. It was an emotional experience being able to talk to the families who came. I may dislike the formaldehyde but the learning experience we gain is essential to training our hands and minds. I feel recommitted to learning in that class when I remember the gift that people have offered to enable me to do so.








Lizzy made me an amazingly crazy neon cake fit enough for Punky Bruster and sure enough I got my face shoved in that very cake - ah good times.
Please be sure to take note of my amazing butterfly leggins I whipped right up just for this...top that Madonna!









