I guess there is really no point in me not using my Xanga.

 

I have always really enjoyed it, and it is a way for me to chronicle my day.  Now, don’t get me wrong, I am still keeping my paper journal.  But that is more for thoughts and feelings that will explode inside of me if I don’t get them out.

This is more a method of me being able to share how my day to day life is going.

 

Like today.  Today, I was at Northwest Medical Center.  I saw over 10 exams today, and I performed 2 of them.  One was a gallbladder exam, and one was a complete OB.  I’m pretty confident in my complete OB’s because of the work that I’ve done at Pinnacle.  But there were a few exams that I wasn’t prepared to handle.  For example, I saw my first scrotum exam.  It wasn’t as scary as I had imagined it being, and yet, I don’t think I would have been able to do it myself.  Maybe a few more to “ease” into that one.

 

However, the whole entire day had this haze around it.  This lack of sleep, inability to eat, and pure emotional exhaustion.  Steve was trying to cheer me up by teasing me, and it just made me cry. 

This weekend is a well needed break.  I’ve been invited out to see a band tomorrow night, as well as to a card game.  I’m not sure which one I’m going to attend, if either, but at least I have options. 

Sunday, I must decide if I am going to continue going to a church where I don’t feel comfortable.  Maybe one more try.