Stop slacking!

I've made it to spring break! And I'm still here... at home. Aren't I supposed to be in Florida partying it up with all the other college kids? Oh how I wish I had the money to do so! However, even if I did have the money, there still would be no partying for me this week. I am sick again! Usually every year from November until April I get sick an amazing number of times. And now with the added stress of school, my immune system hates me more than ever! I have a lot of stuff to do for A&P this week and I haven't even started any of it!! I don't have the energy. I have a severe case of faucet face right now accompanied by an unattractive cough. I have been anything but productive this week with my school work. I went home early from work Monday and yesterday. I didn't even care about celebrating St. Patty's Day. Instead, I was far more comfortable parked on the couch and not moving. I don't feel any better today but unfortunately I need to put the slacking on hold and meet up with one of my classmates today at the school to work on our fitness center lab. So I suppose I should stop sitting around in my own filthy germs, go shower, get ready and stop slacking.

Kicked in the gut

This past Tuesday I had my first lab practical exam in A&P. I studied as much as I possibly could and still walked out of class with that gut feeling that I had failed it. I could barely even sleep that night because I every time I closed my eyes I could see the test questions and the answers I had put down and would realize that I put down the wrong answer! After only a couple hours of sleep, it was time to wake up and get ready for work. It was an alright day in the ER, I suppose, until I got kicked in the stomach by a patient. It wasn't accidental either. His intentions were to hurt someone, and that someone just happened to be me. The charge nurse told me he wanted me to press charges. At first I wasn't going to. I have enough on my plate with work and school. And patients that assault medical staff always seem to get away with it. So what's the point? After speaking with a police officer, and hearing about this guy's history of assaulting people, I figured I'd give a shot. Even if all they do is ban him from the hospital, I'll be happy with that. Luckily I wasn't seriously hurt. It could've been worse. And I don't want it to end up being worse for one of my coworkers in the future. If people keep letting him get away with it, he's just going to keep doing it.
However, I suppose the only good thing about being assualted by this guy, is that he kicked that gut feeling, about my lab practical, right out of my stomach. I got my exam grade back on Thursday and was in complete shock when I found out I passed it with a 100! I was tempted to ask her if my grade was accurate or not, because I shouldn't have scored that high. But why argue? I'll take it!! 100 is good enough for me!!

I'm losing it!

The good news is... my sister and rick are safe from the tsunami that pretty much didn't happen. It wasn't nearly as bad as people thought it was going to be.
The bad news is... I'm losing my hair! The stressing over school and grades is literally causing me to lose little small clumps of hair! I don't feel like I'm stressing out that much, but apparently I am. I can't really think of any other reason that would cause this to happen. I've been told to get my thyroid checked, but it's always been fine as long as I take my pill, and I have been. And the hospital continues to bill me everytime I do end up getting my TSH checked. I don't know why considering I have my health insurance through the hospital. I'd rather not have any more bills than what I have now. It's not going to help my stress level much. I don't think anything at all is going to help my stress level at this point.