I haven’t been able to post much, and I don’t forsee this getting much better.
Despite the fact that I’m taking a very light load this quarter, I find myself falling behind. I haven’t heard the entirety of a lecture more than once this quarter, and the one time that I got to hear an entire lecture, I missed the class before it.
My days are passing in a blur of wakeful drowsiness, consumed with the well being of my little man and perpetually trying to catch up for the next test. I imagine this will continue for the rest of my life, though I hope that this will get easier. I hear it gets easier. That someday I’ll sleep for more than two and a half hours at a time, that I’ll be able to study without one hand on the bouncer, that eventually I’ll have passed all my boards and will never again have to worry about step one after August 7th. That I won’t spend my whole week pumping and hoarding milk for the day of my lab classes, that even eventually other people will be able to make food for this child so that I could, if necessary, go somewhere else for a day or two to study.
Unlike the Starks, my words are “Summer is coming”, a sentiment that nearly all students share.
So excuse me for a while. I have to freak out because I have a headache and am studying sheehan’s syndrome. I need to develop some hemoccult cards, run some more rapid strep tests, and give vitamin B injections. I need to study endocrinology and take my kid to his pediatrician, keep the laundry going and write up my cranial nerve testing. I need to practice my screening physicals and take long walks with my baby in our new stroller. I need to curl up next to my husband and just let the world wait for a moment or two.
Love and health~