Feb. 22nd, 2015

Well that was weird. This week was stressful--besides the usual demands, various psych subdivisions had their grad student applicants visiting and interviewing, and the subdivision I'm in charge of (Neuropsych and Behavioral Neurosci) is under fire from certain higher ups who think the Psych department doesn't need a neurosci division anyway, and so it was important that we interview and make offers and bring in good grad students to show our viability. So Thursday was our day of interviews.

And then the psychiatrist I'm collaborating with told me last week he had all his approvals, and we were discussing Monday how to get it actually started; and he said all the patients would be in the clinic on Thursday afternoon, and we could come then to recruit and enroll them.

So Thursday I had a last minute phone call with him at 8 am, then grad student interviews at 9 (only two applicants out of 4 could make it in person, the other two we are doing by skype/phone), then in the afternoon take 2 hours at the clinic (which went better than expected, considering I'd never been there before and never in my life have I been responsible for enrolling psychiatric patients)--then as we were finishing up the 2nd patient, a member of the psych team informed us that they had just figured out that they DID not have all the consent/approvals in place so we would not be able to use the people we just enrolled--then I ran back to the department to take our interviewees and a new faculty member and his family to the imaging center for a tour, then finish an NIH grant review before the dinner party for faculty and interviewees from my and another subdivision (which luckily I did not have to plan or arrange).

Oh my word that was a long and frustrating day. Couldn't start our clinical study after all after all that planning and excitement, and neither of the two grad school interviewees were all that spectacular in person either. Gaaah...

But then Friday evening I was basically passing out at 8:30 pm and went to bed early; slept 'til 5:30 am or so, and thought I'd gotten enough sleep for once--but yesterday all I wanted to do was sit on the couch watching British panel quiz shows and napping on and off every few hours. Last night I passed out again at 9:30 and slept through until my 6 am alarm went off this morning. I'm not sick; I feel fine, hopefully this is just me demanding some down time. Today I really do have to catch up. ;)



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