Yesterday I spent all day working on chapter 2 (methods) of my thesis, and I still have one more section (data analysis methods) to finish the chapter.
Today I work up to the sound of a metal shovel on concrete outside my window- too early in the morning- got up, looked out and saw snow. I crawled back into bed and haven't moved since. The first complete draft of my thesis is due tomorrow.
I still have the literature review section + results, and discussion to write (or as much of them as I can, considering I'm not really done collecting data yet) by midnight tomorrow. I have a good argument for why the results and discussion won't be done... but there will be no excuse for the literature review, so I guess I can start on that first thing in the AM if I can't pull myself out of bed tonight... this is so sad, and I know it.
But I'm writing this post because it's part of the process. I'm starting to dread writing. It wasn't always like this. I feel like my thesis is crap (the writing- not the data... interviewing midwifery students has been the best part of my semester) and like when it's over I'll want to bury this thing under a rock somewhere far, far away.
I heard it would be like this. I'm glad that I had fair warning. But there really isn't anyway to prepare for the frustration.
In other news, I caught two babies in the last 6 days, and will putting up HIPPA-compliant birth stories soon.
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Sunday, December 7, 2008
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