Right, so.
I am sitting on a nice yellow couch, across from a fireplace with 4 glass votive holders. Samantha's collage of little square skies hangs on the wall, and the late afternoon sun is streaming in several windows. This house is just full of windows. Its a really nice house, in my opinion. It sits high...you have to walk up the porch steps to get to the front door/porch, and inside the house there is this nice feeling that you are just kind of up high...not too high, just right. I can see trees and the roofs of houses out the window. I got out of class early today. I'm not sure if it was good or bad, as we took a practice lab exam, called a "practical," and everybody was so stressed out afterwards that i'm sure being off early just gave them more time to stress. It sorta did me...i came home so as to be calm, and laid on the couch, tried to nap, and ended up having nightmaresque waking dreams about nerves and arteries and dermatomes and muscles. I tried to study to assuage my need and got sleepy again. Oh tHE FUCK WELL. Is my current position.
I come home early from school sometimes. Then I try to make up reasons to go to the walmart. Yes, the walmart. I feel weird just saying walmart. I am trying to learn the ways of the people. I went recently just for a watch battery, but ended up finding some vitamins, a box of new latex gloves, and a bathroom rug the BEST shade of green. Its a good way to spend time...wandering around walmart. Then i come home and make tea, or sit on the porch, or read a book, or study, or watch a movie, or do the cutest little house-y things like wash a dish or fold some laundry. (Who folds laundry anymore?)
I kinda felt bad about supporting walmart when i first got here. I don't anymore. When in the farthest far-flung corners of modern civilization, one can only do, what one can do. And here, one goes to the walmart.
I have a big big big test on thursday. I made a 72 on the practice test today. We have to make a 70 to pass. I've been studying my small brains out. Oh well. Again.
Its INCREDIBLE how much i know, right now, about the lower limb, the back, and neck. Okay? Incredible. Let it be said.
Talked to an old friend on the phone today...one that is having a hard time. I could feel myself wanting to not care, b/c hurting friends make me hurt. But i did care. I went ahead and cared. I did it because 1) it was the right thing to do and 2) I am not going to peace out these 27 months that it takes me to get through school.
Femoral artery, its a big one.
I am sitting on a nice yellow couch, across from a fireplace with 4 glass votive holders. Samantha's collage of little square skies hangs on the wall, and the late afternoon sun is streaming in several windows. This house is just full of windows. Its a really nice house, in my opinion. It sits high...you have to walk up the porch steps to get to the front door/porch, and inside the house there is this nice feeling that you are just kind of up high...not too high, just right. I can see trees and the roofs of houses out the window. I got out of class early today. I'm not sure if it was good or bad, as we took a practice lab exam, called a "practical," and everybody was so stressed out afterwards that i'm sure being off early just gave them more time to stress. It sorta did me...i came home so as to be calm, and laid on the couch, tried to nap, and ended up having nightmaresque waking dreams about nerves and arteries and dermatomes and muscles. I tried to study to assuage my need and got sleepy again. Oh tHE FUCK WELL. Is my current position.
I come home early from school sometimes. Then I try to make up reasons to go to the walmart. Yes, the walmart. I feel weird just saying walmart. I am trying to learn the ways of the people. I went recently just for a watch battery, but ended up finding some vitamins, a box of new latex gloves, and a bathroom rug the BEST shade of green. Its a good way to spend time...wandering around walmart. Then i come home and make tea, or sit on the porch, or read a book, or study, or watch a movie, or do the cutest little house-y things like wash a dish or fold some laundry. (Who folds laundry anymore?)
I kinda felt bad about supporting walmart when i first got here. I don't anymore. When in the farthest far-flung corners of modern civilization, one can only do, what one can do. And here, one goes to the walmart.
I have a big big big test on thursday. I made a 72 on the practice test today. We have to make a 70 to pass. I've been studying my small brains out. Oh well. Again.
Its INCREDIBLE how much i know, right now, about the lower limb, the back, and neck. Okay? Incredible. Let it be said.
Talked to an old friend on the phone today...one that is having a hard time. I could feel myself wanting to not care, b/c hurting friends make me hurt. But i did care. I went ahead and cared. I did it because 1) it was the right thing to do and 2) I am not going to peace out these 27 months that it takes me to get through school.
Femoral artery, its a big one.
3 comments:
I feel the same way about going to Walmart in more remote places-I never go here unless I absolutely have to, but it's great on the road. I'm so thankful for how nice your house is, I have a peaceful feeling about you being there.
Hope you can keep writing, love your small brains.
I miss you so! I wish we were in the same far -flung corner. Ours is about as rural as it gets. It's not a competition though, is it? I'm glad you are in school, that makes me happy. Learn your little brains out.
I LOVE YOU GUYS...Pryor I wish we were too!! I haven't given up on getting a rotation there. They have officially said that if we can set them up ourselves we can go anywhere we want...:)
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