I’ve realized that I eat the same exact breakfast 6/7 days of the week. Peanut butter wheat toast, applesauce, and plain scrambled eggs with pepper. And some almond milk. When did I become a predictable 75 year old? lmao
WOOH! A positive strep test, a stressful trip to walmart, and some antibiotics later… Finally taken care of. The only things on my agenda tonight include watching movies in my sweatpants with Alaska and waiting for my man to climb into bed with me after he gets home from work. This has been a week for the books.
Mother fuck. I have step throat. And it’s not so irritating that I have step throat so much as the fact that I can’t get in to see my doctor because let’s think about this, I work in a doctor’s office. Therefore my work hours coincide exactly with his available appointment hours. Ughhh. I hate the fast care clinic, I think the practitioner is a stupid bitch but I may have no choice but to go tomorrow after I get off.
Thank God tomorrow is Friday. I mean really. Talk about a long week. But I accomplished a lot this week, most importantly getting a 95 on my pharm midterm. Just gotta deal with these batshit crazy patients tomorrow and then spring break. Yes. Yes. Yes.
Alaska’s preschool director asked me if I’ve looked into Montessouri yet for her, and immediately my head started to hurt. My baby isn’t supposed to be thinking about kindergarten yet :( The cost of gifted program schooling is definitely intimidating, but honestly I’d rather get her into montessouri than send her to public school. She’s way too smart. She already knows practically every color known to man (I called her coat purple the other day and she said no, it’s magenta. lol) and recognizes every letter of the alphabet except for x, y, and z. She can recite “cat” and “dog” if she sees them and she reads her name. And most kids who enter kindergarten can’t even write their name. I don’t want to isolate her from public school, but she’s going to be so bored. Meh. My sweet book worm girl.
My baby boy is moving SO much today, it makes me happy :) he held still just long enough though to hear his heartbeat with a stethoscope in class earlier. Everyone thought it was the coolest thing, but he kept moving so I couldn’t find it after that. Silly babyyyyy.
I made the courageous decision to skip going home at 2 to come back at 6 for night class, and I’m trying to decide if I already regret it… On one hand I can get this study guide done two days before it’s due. On the other hand I have to smell people as they walk by. What possesses people to not bathe? Question of the day.
I don’t understand how one class can be so hard. But I’ve never been mindfucked in my life like this until pharmacology. Like what is this? Why? Who even came up with this? I know everyone says dosage calculations will eventually become like second nature, so I’m really anxious for that day to get here because THIS is making my head hurt and I just cannot. I’ve never actually found myself searching online on my own time for practice problems because I feel like the mountain of homework I do as I is still isn’t enough. 11 more weeks of this. Just 11 more weeks. I can keep my B+ afloat. I can do this. Deep. Breaths.