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A Vet Story

Stories, tales and general rambling of a Vet Student at the Royal Veterinary College, London who took the long route to get there.
Alison. 22. RVC 3rd Year, ex G+T.

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11:35
Saturday, 10 December 2011
Busy times and sad times

This week has been a weird one...

Report was handed in Tuesday, that's a whole TWO days before the deadline. Record for me. We don't find out if we passed for a long time though.
Everything is sort of coming to a close, a week today I'll be at a school friend's wedding at home. I'm really ready for the break.

On Monday we found out a member of fourth year who was ill had taken her own life in the middle of the exam period. Very very sad and has obviously had a massive effect on the year above me. I didn't know her at all really, just her name and in passing she helped me pick my books up when I fell down the stairs like the idiot I am. I'm thinking of her family and friends at this terrible time.
Everyone always says how vets have the highest rate of suicide as they struggle to cope with the stresses and depressions of a career that is full of ups and downs. There's all this speculation that as vets are all so intelligent they see seeking help as a weakness, yes that probably is true - the "we are there to give care to others, and shouldn't need it ourselves" mentality. I hope if this ever happens to me, I will have the strength within myself and support around me to find the help I need.

A bit morose I know but it makes you think.

Next week I have a cow rectal. And hopefully I will get some beautiful pictures to share with you all. But for now, here is my office companion at work:





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