Soooo at first I focused on all kinds of ways I could still become a doctor, then I threw myself into working all the time, at which point I realised that if I had started at med school my family life would have really suffered and I’m not sure I would have been happy at all! But, by this point I had got a bit stuck in the rat race of working all the time, for not a lot of money, I wasn’t happy at work, I never had time to do anything and always felt like I wasn’t spending enough time with Jack, so I wasn’t in any better position. The original idea of focusing on all the good, fulfilling things I could do now I had the time had gotten lost. Along the way though we decided on having another child, something I did want anyway but didn’t think would be manageable if I went down the doctor route. Shortly after I fell pregnant, at which point I let go of the urgency to find what I was going to do. I fell into a bit of a slum because it felt like I was working all the time in a j...
Back to the drawing board This post was going to start out with something like ‘I need to accept responsibility for what has happened and move forward’. I intending on just asking for a letter from the OU explain what had happened and transferring to a new degree and just getting on with things. However it’s apparently not going to go like that. They didn’t seem keen on letting me transfer to the maths and physics degree but rather seemed to keep pushing for transferring to the new natural sciences presentation and just doing enough credits to be able to pull my classification up to a 2.1, leaving me no chance of a 1st. As I explained what had happed (yet again!) I got quite upset about it (again!) and it dawned on me, no I wasn’t just going to except what has happened, it wasn’t be fault and it shouldn’t have happened. I then decided to push my complaint about what has happed again. And just to add to everything else I got an email the day after about options if I was to transfer w...