the thrill is gone
i spent yesterday trying to cram pharmy-cology, microbiology, physiology, biochem, radiology, immunology, embryology, histology, and some random clinical crap all relating to the respiratory system. no go. what do i care about 500 equations for how the air swooshes around in your lungs? how many differential diagnosisisisis do i have for “sore throat” or “hacking up a lung”? did you know you have erectile tissue in your nose?
the test was short, but not fun. school has far lost its happy-shiny-ness. i need a vacation. seriously. i plan to be sedated for most of the 4 days of thanksgiving. and maybe a little bit after that. i stayed at school for a little while to chat and catch up on gossip with cherie and cat. there are some fun-ky things going on in my class. i’m just happy that i’m so far removed from it- my problems are all G-rated. cherie gave me a dave ‘n buster’s card. woo hoo! i’m not quite sure what it’s for… mebbe playing games or something? what happened to quarters? tokens? oh well, we’ll find out tonight. ryan, mom, annie and i will be there for dinner and goofing off. hopefully, we won’t be out too late ’cause….
i have two more tests to study for. i’m meeting the kids at the omm lab at 9am on a saturday morning to poke and prod and diagnose and treat. i just hope i don’t end up limping home. letting people treat problems you don’t really have can be quite painful.
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