February 18th, 2003

Nescafe rabbit

Is that a Care Bear?

Angel bought me a Grumpy Bear (special 20th anniversary edition) at the mall Sunday. Because I feel so icky.
I took it to class yesterday, which made me feel a bit better.
Yesterday:
Skipped morning lecture in Pathology so that I could sleep in just a bit more. Meant to study for the Medicine exam but I felt like shit. So I went in to take the exams, did them in a fog, and then stumbled off to the library to sleep from 10:30 to 12:30.
Adjusted scores:
Opthalmology 100%
Gastrointestinal 83%

I can cope with that.
Heated up some solid food, foregoing the soup I'd brought, ate it, and decided I was feeling good enough to go to lab. I didn't know then that lab was going to last four and a half fucking hours, not to mention its subject...
Bustamante's doing female genital, and decided she needed her lab time to lecture on the topic. With pictures. I was already feeling sick, before she showed us shots of radical vulvectomies. Some of these cancer resections...they take it all, boys and girls. Imagine a fairly modest bikini bottom, and just cut out anything it covers in the front. Basically, Bustamante says, there's no normal anatomy left.
Staggered out of the classroom at 5:30, got home at 6, went to sleep. Angel woke me up around 8 for dinner. And flowers. Byootiful flowers. I got a few pages of notes done, and then collapsed into bed.

Still need to talk about house-hunting. The beautiful one is ruined, though, it sounds like. Dammit.
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Nescafe rabbit

You didn't catch strep, honey, you caught your own stupidity.

It's 11:30. I've at least read all of the notes once. I don't know if I understood them at all, but I'm starting to feel run-over again.
Breakdown for tomorrow's exam.
Musculoskeletal and soft tissue (Bustamante, usually clinical scenarios. Tough but fair): 16 questions
Skin (Kim, usually straigtforward but detail-oriented. 22 pages of notes we finished this morning): 9 questions
Red Blood Cells (Smith, evil incarnate): 12 questions
White Blood Cells (Burkhardt, usually tough, always at least one that smells like it came out of his ass): 15 questions
Total: 52 questions, 2 of them matching, 8 K-type.

I've been so sick, felt so awful...I should've studied twice this much.
I'm going to die. I only have 3 points of buffer.
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