I had one of those weeks this past week. It's over now. Thank goodness.
I just could not shake this "I don't wanna study, I'd rather sleep/snuggle/eat/watch TV/read Game of Thrones"
Yup. I said snuggle in there.
Anyone who really knows me, knows I don't snuggle. Ever. I've never been one to show any PDA. I've stolen a kiss a time or two in public, but not those messy sloppy ones. But for some reason all I wanted to do was lay up in the bed and snuggle with the hubby. Weird.
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I did it. I feel better, and I no longer need the snuggle. I sweat too much for that. Yuck.
So this week was challenging for me in more ways than one.
I had a test. I didn't do so well, I felt very prepared, and you know nursing school, all the answers are correct, but you have to pick the most correct one. Well I was off my game. I believe I was sleep deprived. I reviewed the test yesterday with the instructor. I feel better now, mostly because she said everyone did horrible...and my grade was not the lowest. Not that it was really low, but definitely not in my normal range.
I'm over that.
I need a full time job come June. I've had no luck so far at the local hospitals. You'd think they'd be all over new nurses. Fresh meat. Apparently not.
I do have a job now, but it will more than likely not be full time.
I did have an interview the other day for a pediatric clinic I worked at before I went back to school. It looks promising. I love peds, so I will more than likely take the job (if they offer it to me) just so I can work with the kiddos.
My PT is going very slow. I was highly discouraged at my Wednesday appointment, even my therapist noticed. I just told her I'm moody and I want to make a freaking fist for goodness sakes. Is that too much to ask? I haven't been able to make one in 6 months. Ugh.
The highlight of my week was my run on Monday, with my buddy Stephanie. We only ran once, and that's okay, mostly because I had to take Wednesday off because I had to take a freaking stool softener Tuesday night because the pain meds for my hand constipated me. Of course I woke up at 5:30 with crazy poop cramps, so I had to call it off. She understood, I had the poop discussion with her the night before. She said and I quote, "no runs on the run!!"
Another highlight is I also found out a friend is moving back here after being gone for three years!!!! I met her while I worked at the pediatric clinic. Her hubby is a Marine, so they move a lot, and he's been given an opportunity to come back and teach, so they will be here for three years! AND they want to move in the area I live in!!!!! YES!!!!! She is also a runner, so maybe we can make our runs a threesome!!! Woo Hoo!
So that's it really. I need to get my butt back into school mode, and I need to run more.
How do you deal with the stress of life?
I usually run, but that hasn't been happening much lately! I need to get on that!