The Preparation

I was so tired last Sunday I forgot to write a post. Anyway. Today was my first day of clinicals. I had been watching the show “The Pitt.” I was anxious my first shift was going to be ugly. But it was the opposite. Met some very nice people and was able to help a patient.

I’ve been studying everyday. I don’t know if it is too much or not enough. I’ll find out come test time on Tuesday. I feel confident enough. I just need to clean up in some anatomy and little things elsewhere.

On the way to wrestling last Saturday my car broke down under a bridge. I was able to diagnose it was the ignition coil pretty quickly but help was an hour away. A really nice guy helped me push the car to Chick-fil-A and got me some food. My dad says he was probably an angel. I am not denying it. I was planning to get an uber to gym then, back to back, another angel came to me and offered me a ride. Despite getting up a little later than I should have and having my car break down, I still managed to get to officiate on time.

I also wrestled and got first… against one guy. Then Dad came with the part and I was back on the road.

I’ve been growning so much. On the days that start of difficult and tumultuous, I end elated then very quickly loose consciousness in bed. Good times.

I also buzzed my hair. It been a while since I felt the breeze behind my ear. Underated feeling.