Frazzle, razzle, dazzle........

The semester slowly winds its way to a close. With ever more assignments piled upon us, I have hardly any time to breathe.

Thanks to Hurricane (insert name here)we are so far behind that it will be impossible to cover everything in the 2 weeks we have left. However, our teacher is determined to do just that. We have our critical thinking/careplan/ATI pharm final this weekend. This is a pass/fail situation, will determine if I move on to the next sememster, and has me all sorts of freaked out.

Next week is our Med/Surg final. Only 9 new chapters and the rest is cumulative (of information since May). Yay, and to make this even more perfect, the teacher will probably keep it down to 50 questions because she does not like long tests.

Then the week after is Pharmacology final. Another 20 new classifications plus the cumulative portion. And then.........

I turn 36. Le sigh. The grey streak in my hair grows more pronounced evey week. On the inside, I feel 26. Then, being surrounded by young college students all day, a "When I was your age" will slip out, and I realize how big the gap between them and me really is. Their adult lives are just beginning. Mine has been going on for quite a long time: marriage, motherhood, and I have 18 years of work experience under my belt.

Other events to look forward to: D. turns 9 (he lost another tooth yesterday), Disney (YAY!!!!!!!!), Christmas, and New Years. Another semester, gone. A year and a half over. A year and a half still to do. Come so far, and still so far to go....

W. :)