Last Day!

Well, I got behind on this again. It’s been really busy lately and there’s about a thousand thoughts going on in my head at a time.

So I am writing about my last day of my first rotation. When I came in that day, I was mopey. And some of the DME staff noticed. They asked what was wrong and I told them I had left crying yesterday. They told me not to worry. So I was in the lab on my last day (thankfully) and it was just me and the girls in the lab. Quiet and chill day. I asked them if I could give them my updated presentation, and they said yes. We really talked all day, honestly. I am really going to miss them. I took my lunch and then came back and gave my presentation. Went MUCH better this time around because it felt more like a conversation instead of judgy eyes and breathing down my neck. Well, after the presentation, there wasn’t anything for me to make, so I said my goodbyes to the lab ladies and made my way up to the front to say goodbye. Remember that guy that had guessed my age on my first day? He came up to me as I was washing my dishes, hugged me, and said how much of a pleasure it had been having me there. I almost cried. I will miss him too.

I finally caught my favorite DME lady to talk with her and tell her what had happened the day before.  I asked if she had any appointments, she said no, then changed the sign on her door from “vacant” to “occupied”. As I sat in there and told her about the day before, I could tell she was upset and all she kept saying was how sorry she was that she wasn’t there for me (because it was her day off, not because she didn't want to be). I go on bullshitting with her and gave her the gift I had made her, and in return, she handed me a card. I could have cried. I read it on the way home. It was so sweet. Once I said goodbye to her, I told the mastectomy boutique lady about the interaction and she told me how I had been an exceptional student and basically fuck the boss lol

Then I went to the front pharmacy and I said goodbye to them. Against my better judgement, I gave the boss the gift I had made and he read the card right out in the open. Ugh. Tacky. But whatever. He was like, ‘are you out of here?’ And I said, “Yes, unless you have something else for me to do.” He said no, and I was on my way. I had missed the train, so I had to wait about 45 minutes for the next one. I went to the restaurant by the train stop, hoping they had drinks, but they didn’t, so I just sat for a bit and smiled because I had finished my first rotation. It may not sound like much to most in my class, but nobody in this class knows the struggle and how far I have come on my journey to become a pharmacist. I don’t really remember if I came home and did anything other than watch tv, but I went to bed and had to set the alarm early for the meeting the next day.