Sometimes You're Just Wrong

So I once again had my OB class today... and it never fails to amaze me that pregnancy scares the hell out of me. So let's get it out of the way, reason #99 why pregnancy scares the hell out of me...

#99- I really really really don't want to have to examine my spinnbarkeit. Just not cool... for those of you who don't know what it is all about let me give you a word of advice... don't. Just go play with your silly putty and call it good!

So... now that that's over and done with I will just add that I think school is going to be the death of me! I came home from school yesterday and laid down on the floor and refused to get up for over a hour, I was too exhausted to move! I truly tried to make it to the couch, but in my best effort found this too difficult of a task to really care. So there I was by the front door trying to make myself get up and do homework with no energy to do it (just so you don't worry too much I finally did sit down and do some stupid reading later that night). I did all of this thinking "hooray! I survived today, tomorrow has got to be better, right!"... uh-huh... WRONG!

So off my alarm goes this morning bright and early at 6:15... 6:20... 6:45...7:00... 7:30... well crap! I need to be at school by 8:00. So I drag my butt out of bed (finally) and skip along to school to endure the hellish 8 hour day of lecture. I don't know if the clock was playing tricks on me but I swear every minute that passed by felt like a hour! FINALLY, lecture was done at 4:00 and the feeling of happiness that I survived another day was so wonderful. Then I remembered, I have to go take another OB careplan test. I swear, I think my heart broke a little at that moment. So off I go to learn yet another silly careplan that I don't seem to get a lot out of. I thought to myself again, "this will be no big deal, I belted the two out easily yesterday. I will take an hour to memorize it and take the test and be home by 5:30"... boy I am sick of being wrong, cuz I was yet once again.

This careplan was Satan's careplan! Anyone that has had to learn these things will agree with me. It was on postpartum, and it was pure hell! My brain was already fried from the full day of lecture, and here I am trying to shove more information in. My brain is too full and can't fit much more in it, let alone to write about describing and having the mother demonstrate the correct way to treat her nipples and vulva. I finally dragged my defeated ass out of that school at 7:15! Let me repeat for dramatic effect 7:15!!!!!!!!!!

So here I am again saying to myself, "well hell, I made it through today... tomorrow's got to be better, right?" I am anxiously awaiting to see, but yes, I think tomorrow will definitely be a good day.

Until next time when I post #98, why I am scared of pregnancy, party on! Love you guys!