Another week gone
I'm still alive.
I enjoyed my clinicals this week, mostly because I had a sweet patient and a wonderful nurse to work with.
I'm still terrified of making medication errors.
I despair of every being able to retain the knowledge I should have, and I've only got a year left to do it.
I know this sounds pathetic, but my only goals for tomorrow are to sleep late, take the trash to the dumpster, and leave for work in time to get gas. Considering I have an exam and a research project due next week (neither of which has been touched), I'm rather dismayed at my total apathy.
That being said, I'm dragging my weary, sleep-deprived body off to bed.
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