When Real Life Happens During PT School
For the past 2 months, I've been lucky to encounter no real obstacles in my education. I've been able to be completely absorbed in school, studying and getting to know my classmates. My resiliency was put to the test this week when I went to the dentist with a toothache on Monday.
The ache was moderate and intermittent but I wanted to get it taken care of before my upcoming "hell week," with exams almost every day. I had a small crack in my tooth, not even a cavity. They filled it, no drilling needed, and sent me on my way. That night began the worst pain of my life and I returned to the dentist on Wednesday. It took both practice owners and an endodontist to figure out which tooth was causing problems and why. My tooth had spontaneously died and needed a root canal as soon as possible. They prescribed pain killers and scheduled me for Friday.
On Wednesday night, the pain killers didn't work. Needless to say, I didn't study for a second and spent the night writhing in pain. I also didn't go to class. I returned to the dentist Thursday for an emergency pulpotomy and stronger pain killers, so I was finally out of pain but slept all day. On Friday, I got through half a lecture on Vicodin, went to my root canal, then returned to anatomy lab. I had never been so exhausted!
It's now Sunday and I'm staring down the barrel of a long week of exams I'm not prepared for. I've been reminded that life goes on even when PT school seems like it is the whole world. On a positive note, however, two of four classes are over after these exams and my schedule will free up significantly. What am I going to do first? Catch up with the outside world.