A postdoc I was collaborating with, Charles, stayed up with me most nights, troubleshooting protocols and working through problems in real time. My husband, who is also a graduate student, came in on Sundays to help because the project never stopped running. My lab mates pitched in on different days because the workload was far more than we had ever predicted. Outside the lab, my church friends and family constantly checked in, sending texts of encouragement when I was too exhausted or discouraged to see progress myself.
Together, we adapted.
We changed systems, adjusted protocols and rethought what success looked like in real time. We changed the protocols altogether. Soon, what we were doing was not at all what the original protocol said to do. Those pivots did not weaken the project. In fact, they yielded more data than I had originally expected.
One of the most frustrating moments came after we had finished all of the time-sensitive data collection, when I needed to dissect moths to measure spermatophores. Every paper I read simply stated that dissections were performed, but none explained how. With guidance from Charles, his advisor, my advisor, undergraduate intern input
After a day of marking non-Bt seeds.
and a lot of trial and error, we eventually figured it out. We are even planning on writing a short paper on how to do this so future researchers don’t have the same struggles as we did. It was a small methodological detail in the literature, but a major hurdle in practice.