Welp, That Didn’t Last Long

Yeah, I am behind a day. Again. Did I ever mention how much of a procrastinator I am? It is something that has ‘defined’ me since I started college. It’s terrible. I mean it wasn’t so long ago at this point, but man, I used to wait until the absolute last minute to study for exams. I’m terrible, but it all worked out because I’m here. Anyway, this cold sucks and needs to be gone before I go home next weekend.

So what happened yesterday? My colleague and I presented our topic discussion about opioid use disorder to our preceptor. We had not done one of these topic discussions, so I think we did well for our first one! The preceptor was taking a lot of notes while we were talking, so I assumed we had done a bad job, but she was just highlighting things she wanted to delve deeper into once we were finished. We ended up learning a lot more than I thought and damnit, when will I ever stop underestimating myself? This is something I have struggled with for a long time, well, specifically since 2010. Maybe one day I will get into that, but today’s not that day. Every time I tell my parents (my mom more often than dad) about an accomplishment, they always say, “now when will you start believing in yourself?” I stubble with that so much and soon enough, I’ll share why that is. So once we were done with our discussion, we were able to go home. Thankfully, I was able to get in a good nap before the drug rep dinner we went to last night! The discussion was about the use of Truvada as PrEP for the woman population. It was an interesting topic and at a really awesome restaurant int he city. Now normally at these dinners, you either choose your entree or they do it family style. This was family style. Our table only had my preceptor, her friend (who is also a professor at school), my colleague, and myself. The menu had three sushi roll choices and FOUR appetizers, so I figured we would just choose. NOPE; they brought us everything! There was SO much food and the main courses had not even arrived. I really wanted to ask, but was too shy, to take the salads and things home because there was so much left. Now I knew I was going to a friend’s house afterwards, so I figured this would get eaten. Well fast forward to us going through the main course (some plates not even touched by us because we were so full at that point) I flagged down the server and asked what they were doing with all of the leftover food. She said, “it’s getting thrown away”, so I asked if I could take it home. She informed me that the hosts of the dinner instructed them NOT to send us home with any leftovers. I was in shock. When the fuck did we become so wasteful? That food could have fed at least another 4 people from our table alone, and there were 4 other tables set up. Anyway, I digress, but that really bothered me the way it was so wasteful. Captain Monica signing off for now.