4 weeks until finals, and I am terrified. Well. Scratch that. I would be terrified if I weren't so burnt out. I spent this last weekend trying and mostly failing to study for a histology test until the 11th hour. Took the test Mon. morning and then went home, skipped anatomy lab to take a 3h nap because if I had gone I guarantee I would have had a nervous break, found out I got a 90 on the test (thank you God, I did NOT deserve that... just like the last five tests...), and proceeded to spend the next six hours sobbing in front of the TV because I am just that bloody miserable.
Did I mention that I'm kind of a whiner? QQ
I have to say, though - and this is a total paradox - I am really glad to be here. In medical school.. As a D.O. student specifically. I can already fix headaches ad back pain and I have 3 months of school under my belt. You can't ever tell me that isn't valuable and useful and good.
