Wash Your Freakin' Hands

....you're the reason people (read: children) are DYING of the SWINE FLU.

EVERY TIME I visit the ladies' room at school (which is often, I drink water like crazy), there is ALWAYS some nasty woman (or 2) who don't even pretend to wash their hands.

Tinkle, flush, peace out.

REALLY?

We're rotating through Big Children's Hospital right now, and my classmates have seen first-hand how bad H1N1 (and the flu in general) is affecting people. Conspiracy or not, people are dying of the flu. Healthly people, dying of the FLU. I simply cannot understand that.

So, y'all, PLEASE WASH YOUR HANDS! You can run around with pee-pee hands in your own home, but don't subject us HYGENIC, smart people to your nasty germs!!

Disgusting.

P.S. School is getting old. 7 months left. *sigh*

It's That Time

Behold: September:

And I don't even have Microbiology junk on there yet.

I don't like making plans....

....because then school starts and it gets cancelled. These things I'll be doing instead of going to the concert are fun and important. The fun thing is (if I choose to accept the mission) I might play a "Trauma Patient" for County Hospital. Interesting.

Oh, BTW

I AM ON BREAK!!!!

We went to the beach and had a nice time. I got sunburned. I don't care, I was at the BEACH, on VACATION. Something that I was losing hope for around the middle of July when heavy despair was setting in.

So, I am officially a 2nd year student. What does that mean? Hell if I really know, but apparently it's awesome.

Actually, it means "the hardest part is over." Or, I no longer have an excuse to feel like I don't know what I'm doing. I can get a "student position" if anyone is hiring. It's all downhill from here.

Next semester, I'm taking Microbiology and Concepts of Physical Fitness to fulfill my degree requirements. The moral of the story: 16 hours that I'll be taking in the Fall.

HELLO AGAIN, STRESS. So good to have you again, NOT! At least there are only 2 days of Clinic instead of 3 this semester.

In other news, Spouse has done a good job and there's actually stuff growing in our vegetable garden! We're thinking about getting chickens and keeping bees since we're just gonna try to stay where we are now instead of putting the house on the market again. It's not so bad, it's the driving an hour to get anywhere that's the pain in the arse.

I've been working more hours since I've been on break. I should actually be starting on the filing that I have been behind on for about 4 months....

I hope everyone (both of you) are having a great summer!!

Summer School Is A Drag: Part II

I think it's totally reasonable and expected that I am losing my sanity.

This has been t h e l o n g e s t s u m m e r s e m e s t e r E V A R ! ! ! ! And it shows in my mental status.

This semester has almost stripped me of my pleasantness. I feel like I'm in a bad mood most of the time. And, oh, the irritability!!

Two more days though, and I'm free for 12 days. Good, just long enough for a quick 12-step program of some sort.

But in these 2 days I have a Clinical final (Program comprehensive) and a little gem called a "Skills Final" where I must demonstrate I know how to do a random thing out of all the hands-on things we've ever learned to do. From the beginning of the program. Almost a year ago.

Everyone's all freaked out about it, and the instructors told us not to do that, we'll be fine. Doesn't count that much percentage in your overall grade, yada yada. We'll see how it goes.

I long to be on a beach so badly. I must get away from these people. I must get away from ANY hospital for a whole minute. And who lied and said it must be quiet in an ICU?!?!? That place is louder and more annoying than a Britney Spears concert.

There's a lot more I could vent about, but I won't. I'm tired. Oh, how TIRED I am. Three days of Clinical, the heat, and the driving are all piling up. My brain is SO exhausted.

So I'll rest it now.

Summer School Is A Drag

The amazing amount of irritability everyone in my class has this semester is astonishing. We spend too much time together, so we're starting to get on each other's nerves.

The same people get on my nerves, but I deal with it.

Today, at lunch with a few of my classmates, there was a discussion about whether or not certain pharmaceuticals (of the anti-depressant/anti-phychotic type) would be of use while in this program.

I disagree.

Yes, this semester has been damn stressful, and at times, a little out of control and overwhelming.

But don't throw any pills at me.

I'm just gonna start going to church.

Seriously. Starting next Sunday.

FFYS: Fend For Yourself.. Extinct??

Summer is gonna be hard.

I know, to anyone else, the word "Summer" means beaches, relaxation, vacation, the lake/river, and all the other general stuff that one would do while not in school.

But, if you're in Respiratory school (yeah, rumor has it Nursing takes (at least part of) the summer off.. hookers) at Underdog Community College, you're in Clinic 3 days a week and in class the other 2 and study for the weekend. YAY!!!!!!

In the past, I LOVED to cook. I loved watching the Food Network, seeing something yummy they made, then promptly went to the kitchen and made it if I had all the ingredients or bought the stuff and made it ASAP.

Since school started, this has not been the case. Oh yeah, some certain RARE weekends where I didn't have to study for 3 tests coming up the following week, I would cook something. It felt nice. Like, reminded me of a past life or something. Don't laugh, it's true to an extent.

So, most nights during the week, Spouse has pretty much been neglected in the dinner department, since he eats breakfast and lunch at the hospital caf where we work. Most times, he comes home to a nice, hot, frozen salisbury steak dinner. The cheap one. Bleh.. And me, something frozen too.. hell I don't even remember what I had been eating for dinner. My memory is full of Anatomical Alterations and Clinical Manifestations of respiratory diseases.

ANYWAY, I want to abolish FFYS. And Spouse doesn't need to eat those sodium-filled (nasty) frozen dinners.

What a joy a crockpot is!! I make a kick-ass tortilla soup in the crock, why not make something quick and easy to just slightly prepare the night before and then throw into the pot before heading off to school in the morning?

So, I'm gonna give it a shot. This blog has some delicious-looking recipes and a lot of them appear to be very easy. Plus, the internet has an absolute load of crock pot recipes.

And, this weekend while the parental units are here (and my Mom and I are getting PEDICURES!! I'm excited..) I'll be cooking in the crockpot.

That's one of my cons of loving to cook, it made the house so hot. I had forgot about that.

I hope everyone has a nice summer. Don't talk to me about how much fun you're having. The Convention better be awesome and my team better kick ass (at least) at Sputum Bowl, that's all I gotta say about my upcoming "Summer Vacation."

Oh, and one final thing....

I READ A WHOLE BOOK.... FICTION!!!!

'Twas awesome.

Peace out.

I MADE IT!!

It was getting a little scary there for a hot second, but I made it through another semester!! I'm very proud of my 3 B's and an A (in Pharmacology.. go figure).

Tuesday night, my study muscle totally gave out. I just couldn't do it anymore. And, I was studying for the Clinical final, so basically, if I didn't know it now, what the hell was I doing in the Program anyway?!

So even though I didn't study well for the Clinical final, I still made a B on the test. I guess I do know some stuff!

Now, I have 12 days off. What to do?! I want to read some fiction books, at least 2. Most of all, I want to go to the beach really bad. I don't know if I'll end up going though. Oh well, maybe next break when we get a week off in the summer, I can plan a trip better.

Right now, I want to just relax and not do anything.

Peace out.