A Casual Four Year Stroll Through Struggle Town

A Peer Reviewed Blog About Doing A PhD

They say if you enjoy what you do, you never work a day in your life. I currently work 5 days a week, and on weekends


 
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The adventures of science boi: tonsillectomies, an endone addiction and the never-ending literature review

The PhD is getting gritty. I've even made myself a Spotify playlist to convey the feelings that I verbally cannot (see 'Boulevard of Broken Dreams' or 'What About Me')…


Fake it until you make it: Not a guide for phlebotomy

noun

  1. the surgical opening or puncture of a vein in order to withdraw blood, to introduce a fluid, or (historically) when letting blood.

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Attrition: the inevitable frustration, and the day I forgot my own name

Don’t question yourself, yes you read that right. I forgot my own name. There is probably an area of the brain responsible for one’s sense of self, recognition, and identity. Where it is exactly, I’m not sure (is that bad? should I know that?)


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Dude, where’s my car? A financially challenging game of hide and seek

We all make mistakes in life. Especially me.


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The (almost) Great University Fire of 2016

I thought I’d start my first post with my closest near death, PhD experience. You’re probably asking yourself how I had found myself in such a situation. I’m glad you asked.