My lab coat has yet to be ironed, and I forgot to reread the hypertension section of the cardiovascular chapter, but I think I’m ready for my very first practicum visit tomorrow. I’ve never been a huge fan of hospitals (I’ve spent enough time in them to have a good reason not to be too fond of their existence), but it’s different when you’re not there for you or someone you know and/or love. It’s exciting. At least, that’s what I assume. I haven’t been there yet.
But I’ll get there. And I cannot wait!
I am exhausted from all this day threw at me, but as always, I’m pretty sure I’m loving every minute of it. It’s amazing how much you don’t realize college is going to teach you about real life until you’ve been in college for a few years, have enough breathing room to sit back and think hard enough about it, and smile once you know for sure it’s not all for nothing.
No one is perfect. My time management skills have been severely under-efficient lately, and I’ve never been so forgetful in my entire life. But life is funny that way sometimes. Just when you finally think you’re starting to figure out who you are, everything changes.
It’s called growing up. And guess what? It’s the most normal thing humanity undergoes.