Breathing Again

I am finally able to come up for air. I passed my GYN exam from last week. And my physical assessment exam. I more than passed my Patho exam from yesterday. And my physical assessment lab exam today. My primary care exam ended being a "closed book take home exam" and I just finished that. It was so funny because a girl in our class just couldn't get the hang of this whole "take home" exam that was *still* "closed book." And I understand. It's weird. I already wrote about how I feel about the so called honor-code at this place and institutions like it. So, I won't go there again. But I will say it does have its benefits, and being able to study for another day was surely one of them. I broke down in that class when she gave us the news. I was soooo happy because I really hadn't studied as much as I should have because I was trying not to fail Patho! Some people were not happy at all because they had spent all kinds of time studying, and if they had of known we would have had one more day they would have studied something else instead (like Patho, for which we had an exam the next hour!) I understand their feelings. But, come on, this is a gift people. Be thankful, say thank you, and keep it moving. Besides, if you really wanted to take the exam right then (instead of at home) you could have. She said we could take any time we wanted, as long as it was under her door by 9 am on Wednesday...what about that says you can't take it today, right after class, and be done with it? Why didn't people do that? They said they now felt pressured to go home and study more. Hmph. I say w h a t e v e r.

Anyway, so my day started at 6:30 this morning when I met my friend/lab partner at school to practice for the phys assessment lab exam. (Did I say I almost puked during the exam? I was fully clothed in my jeans tennis shoes and wide shouldered tank top, so that was no problem, I was just so nervous feeling like I was going to forget anyone of the million things we had to remember.) And now I'm counting the minutes until I get off (18 minutes) at the end of which will mark a 16 hour day for me. Then I'm going to go party to celebrate surviving the week and my friend's birthday.

And tomorrow it starts all over again.