Not Nurse Ratched

Ever since I got my tiny silver 2G iPod Shuffle that clips on so easily to my clothes, I feel that I have my own personal soundtrack. How did I manage to scrape by without this widget? They’re fairly cheap now too. I heart my giant Classic as well: don’t get me wrong! It’s just wicked cool to autofill this little Shuffle and have a day’s worth (plus) of my music on a gadget the size of a postage stamp. It dazzles the mind. My first mp3 player was much larger than the Shuffle and held about 1 CD’s worth of songs! I’m getting old. I also remember having to use 1200-baud modems to dial into terminal servers and type cryptic commands to use the Internet. Soon I’ll be talking about the days when I had to walk to school 10 miles uphill. Both ways.

I got suddenly sick on Saturday at work. Literally one minute I was fine and the next I had the most wicked sore throat ever. I felt tearful each time I had to swallow. I spent Sunday and most of yesterday in or near my bed, wondering where oh where my immune system has gone. I hope that my immune system catches up my new career, because I am sick a lot and never used to be (when I worked at home and never went around a really sick population, duh). I am not used to being sick and feel very pathetic when I am dragging around feeling miserable. Fortunately I got an EA (excused absence) Sunday because there were no patients on the unit anyway, so I didn’t feel bad about staying home.

The semester is drawing, mercifully, to a close. Most notably, tomorrow my dreaded Research class ENDS. Finito. It would be impossible for me to describe the sense of relief I anticipate having. Prisca from N is for Nurse…Finally wrote this post that caused me to feel a little better, oddly. I keep thinking I am just insane and uncharitable, thinking that these faculty are deliberately making this more difficult than they need to be: but no, they really ARE doing that.