I am going to recap Week #5 as succinctly as possible, because in many ways it was the worst week so far, emotionally speaking. Sunday through Wednesday, I cried at least once, hard and for longer than five minutes not necessary for any definable reason (I call this “ugly crying” because it sounds like a cow in distress.)
Tuesday I had a group presentation in the class that I despise. I will start by saying that the presentation ultimately went well and we got all our points. Now I will tell you that I was up late the night before trying to edit the group powerpoint (because some of the team members hadn’t done a very good job on their slides, and I wanted it to look good during the presentation.) As I was trying to edit the powepoint, my internet cut out. Frantic, I jumped up with my computer and tried to find a spot with signal. In my haste, my power cord got pulled…and broken. That destroyed my evening, my night, and my next morning. I’m pretty sure I cried for a solid 45 minutes.
On Tuesday, I discovered that I hadn’t done as well on my Health Assessment quiz as I assumed. Now, this was an emotional blow, because I realized that I could no longer trust my gut following quizzes/tests.
On Wednesday, clinical went well, but long. It went long because clinical was canceled for the following Monday (today, that’s why I’m sitting here typing) and we needed to make up those lost hours. I think our Wednesday clinical this week will run long, as well.
On Saturday, my clinical group had our simulation lab. Now, this lab started at 7:00am in a location about 50 minutes to an hour away, so I stayed the night with one of my classmates and we carpooled with two other girls. The night before I stayed up until 1:30am. This is something I have not done since I was an undergrad (at least, not for education purposes.) I was making drug cards and studying the case scenario and my mind was too wired to go to sleep. We left at 5:30am and I was up by 5:00am, so very little sleep was had.
The simulation went surprisingly well, much better than I anticipated. We were split into three groups of three, and I was part of the first group to go (which amped up my terror, but at least allowed me to get the experience out of the way.) After both rounds of simulation and official debriefing, a bunch of us grabbed a bite to eat at Panera and spent some time unofficially debriefing (which I felt was really good and helpful.) I made back to my cottage around 3:00, dead tired, and when Z showed up an hour later, I was asleep.
Sunday was a lovely day. Z and I went to church together and then in the afternoon we went to a wedding. The groom was one of Z’s roommates from his sophomore year. He and his bride have been together even longer than Z and I have (7 years!) and we were just so happy for them to finally be getting married. It was poignant because this is the last wedding that Z and I will attend as an unmarried couple and we are so looking forward to our own.
Today has been a blessing as I’ve had a chance to catch up on some of the sleep I lost this weekend. I’ve got one project and one paper to finish for tomorrow, plus some busywork that’s due to my clinical instructor on Wednesday.
It’s hard to believe I’m already in Week #6 of this semester. Time really dragged through September and I am so ready to be done with my Foundations class (almost there!)
On the wedding front: this week I get to start sending out the invitations! I’m excited to have those sent out soon, because it means that my tangible responsibilities for the wedding are drawing to a close. The save-the-dates and invitations were my pet projects. Now I just need to decide which pair of ballroom shoes I want and I’m done.
