10 years, and then some
Yeah, I've felt like that for over a week now. So what gives? I have two theories: One, is if I just keep going the cold/flu won't catch up to me and two, just throw myself down on the couch, drink a bottle of Ny*quil and to wake up after the cold/flu has left my body.
Not sure what to do yet. I'll keep you posted.
In other news - Today is the start of hell week. I should seriously be studying for the 3 exams, 1 CPE (skills test) and 16 hours worth of clinicals I have this week....but my motivation has not shown it's head since last Thursday. Next week doesn't get much better as I have 12 hour clinicals Thurs and Sat with 3 days of classes inbetween, an online lecture (3 hours), recitation and an exam. Oh yeah, and Saturday is Halloween! I have apples and caramel ready to go, but haven't gotten a chance to actually make the caramel apples yet. sigh.
I'm really not whining or even complaining. I love nursing school. I really do. I cannot believe how much stuff is already crammed into my brain. I cannot believe how challenging it is and what's more - I love that it's so challenging. I've met some really amazing people in class and am looking forward to working with them in clinicals and celebrating with them when we graduate. I never thought I'd get back to school to finish what I started 15 years ago. I feel very fortunate for the opportunity and the chance to prove to myself that I can finish what I started. I am truly my own worst enemy when it comes to competition. Always trying to one up myself. I have issues. I won't even try to deny it.
Friday - Oct. 23, 2009. 10 years ago to the day 2 crazy in-love kids ran off to get married. First we tried Nevada, not realizing you need a license first. Oh well, we hit Star*bucks and drove all the way back home. But we didn't let it phase us. We were determined to elope and have a great story to someday tell our kids and grand kids. A good friend married us at a local park instead. It was late, it was almost dark and we had to hurry so as to not get run off for being in the park after hours. And the rest, as they say, is history. 10 years. 5 kids. 2 dogs. 5 moves (one of which was to a new state). 2 remodels. 2 degrees (soon to be 3!). Laughs. Tears (ok, SOBS!). Near misses. Inadequacies. Trust. Always love. Always us. It always comes down to us. I can't believe we fit it all in to just 10 years.


