Drowning

This post is going to contain such things as whining, complaining and self-pity. If you don't want to read it, I suggest you not read much past this point.

A little update first. I took Anthony to the ENT yesterday and he will have his ear tubes replaced and his adenoids removed on August 17.

WARNING: HERE BEGINS AFOREMENTIONED WHINING, COMPLAINING AND SELF-PITY.

School is totally kicking my ass. I feel like all I do is school work. And when I'm not doing school work, I feel guilty for not doing school work. I've got a test this week, two next week, and then four during the following (finals) week. In all of that, I've also got to teach myself one of the classes because the teacher, well, doesn't teach. Case in point: I made a D on a test (before the 4 point curve that brought me up to a C), but I still have an A in the class. We have so many silly little homework assignments (that take 2-3 hours) that are worth small bits of points. Since I've done them all and turned them in on time, I get to keep my A. Not really complaining about that, but you would think that I would understand the material better than D-quality after doing at least 15 assignments, right? Then I've got my other class where my professor is totally an awesome teacher...the material is just impossibly hard. Identifying parasites and fungi is not so easy...especially when they're all so similar that you have to look for the one identifying feature that sets it apart from the other 20 things you're trying to identify. Oh, and that identifying feature just might not always be obvious. Blah. And seriously, how many immunoassays do you need? Why does every single thing that can be tested have it's own damn test? There is no way I'm going to remember all of that. But I've got to find some way to do it!

I'm so ready for my two week break in between semesters. And that's still not really going to consist of a break. Anthony's got his surgery at the end of my last week of break, but he's got to get lab work done that Monday, plus he needs to see his pediatrician for a pre-surgery checkup. Then the surgery is on Thursday, and I'll keep him home on Friday. The weekend before that I'll be in Tampa (so not complaining, I need that break) .

Of course, I'm thinking ahead to the Fall semester, and I'm freaking out. What the hell do I know about Hematology? Clinical Chemistry? Microbiology? Organic Chemistry? NOTHING. That's what. 20 hours this fall. I'm never going to see Mark or Anthony. Plus, when do I study? I'm in class from 9-3:15 Tuesday-Friday. I'll be in class from 9-12 and 3-6 on Mondays. It's been so great to have the afternoons off to study at home, uninterrupted this summer. I won't have that luxury anymore.

Deep breath, Laurie. I can do this. I know I can. I know I will do it. And I'll do it well. It just gets a little overwhelming sometimes. It's helped typing it out.

If you've made it this far, God bless you. Say a quick prayer for my sanity, will you?