Times like this make me wish I had just gone to art school. Seriously.
This up coming week is going to be absolutely crazy.
Monday: Cultural report due. Seriously? I'm a 21 year old white girl that was born and raised in the south. And I have a feeling that when the teacher is asking about our culture, she expects to hear about more than just LSU football and gumbo.
Tuesday: Getting my hair cut (finally) and going to the hospital to get info on my patient....ahmmm...."client" (okay, calling them a client kind of makes me feel like a hooker). The rest of the day will be spent writing up care plans and medication cards. Sounds like so much more fun that it actually is.
Wednesday: In the hospital from 6am to 12:30pm. Then back to the school to study.
Thursday: Huge test in Fundamentals...med administration, pain management, nutrition, and about half a dozen other topics. 16% of our overall grade for the semester.
If I survive this week, I am going out this coming weekend. Or I might just stay in and drink by myself. Either way works for me.