all over the place
another week down.
learned a lot this week in school, took a test last night that i feel pretty good about (seemed like i was the only one in class that recognized the one scan pic on the test).
this morning, my dad is coming over. he leaves the states tomorrow on the same flight we left on last year.
but he ain't coming back in three months this time.
i keep thinking about all the things that i want to write about as i'm waiting in the pick up line at school or standing in line at the grocery store or sitting in traffic on the way to class.
-my dad just got here-
all the things i've wanted to write about and i've just not had the time to sit down and type, let alone even check my email sometimes.
i managed to pull an A for my final grade for female repr0.
got a 94 on the scan final and an 89 on the written final.
i failed the comprehensive abdomen/physics test with a 69.
this week of 0B has been an adventure already. the scan lab is going to be all done on simulators that suckass (won't stay calibrated so that causes problems when you scan - won't stay in the same plane). the scan assignment is going to be a series of scan pictures that we have to acquire from our sites or the net and due at the end of the mod (but grading is going to be based on where you get your pics from so it's a good idea to have actual pics from your site rather than sit up the night before it's due and g00gle the hell out of it).
class is going to be so effin'full of information.... i understand why previous students feared 0B.
but we had our first test last night and i feel pretty good about it.
monday in scan lab, we have a quiz on fetal positioning and then the next test is tuesday on fetal anatomy.
usually, when i come home from class, i listen to this on the radio. call it my guilty pleasure. whatever. can't remember exactly what the caller's issue was last night but the dr made a point of telling her that kids should spend 50% of the day with their parents.
that made me feel so terrible.
50%.
half the day with their parents.
i get to see my kids for an hour in the morning before school and then the baby for about 3 hours and the big girl for about 25 minutes in the afternoon.
even on the weekend when i'm home, i'm not home enough to matter since i've got my books in my lap.
school has made me a terrible parent out of necessity.
and i've been trying to get some photos up as i type this but.. ya. you know.
thinking about getting some pictures off the floor and on the wall over the weekend. i've got 7 framed photos that are leaning against the walls and the fireplace and one of the desks, just waiting to be hung.
i'm trying to get ready to rip out the carpet in the house and put wood down, too. that has turned out to be a major undertaking with the need to get rid of stuff i've been hanging on to for eight or nine hundred years.
i think i'm just ready to lighten my load all around. i know that, at some point in the future, i will be making a move somewhere that is not right where i am now.
can't say for sure where i will be going but i have a few ideas of where i'd like to be. but that depends on how successful i am in my job.
doesn't really matter where i end up going, it will be a move just the same.
i figure if i part with it now, it will make then easier.
and i think that today might be the first day since last week that i have felt better. i can finally breathe and i'm not coughing that ends up making my throat hurt. i still sound congested but it's definitely manageable.
and i started this vitamin/mineral regimen that is like... the female equivalent to what my stepdad takes every day. it's full of mostly leaves and berries and twigs from india and asia and more holistic than chemical.
i need to do something because nothing isn't working.
heh...
learned a lot this week in school, took a test last night that i feel pretty good about (seemed like i was the only one in class that recognized the one scan pic on the test).
this morning, my dad is coming over. he leaves the states tomorrow on the same flight we left on last year.
but he ain't coming back in three months this time.
i keep thinking about all the things that i want to write about as i'm waiting in the pick up line at school or standing in line at the grocery store or sitting in traffic on the way to class.
-my dad just got here-
25 minutes later...
that's it.
he said that he's going to be back twice a year since he will have down time between some missions. i hope he stays with us when he comes.
i hope i can make it there by november 2009.
that's it.
he said that he's going to be back twice a year since he will have down time between some missions. i hope he stays with us when he comes.
i hope i can make it there by november 2009.
all the things i've wanted to write about and i've just not had the time to sit down and type, let alone even check my email sometimes.
i managed to pull an A for my final grade for female repr0.
got a 94 on the scan final and an 89 on the written final.
i failed the comprehensive abdomen/physics test with a 69.
this week of 0B has been an adventure already. the scan lab is going to be all done on simulators that suckass (won't stay calibrated so that causes problems when you scan - won't stay in the same plane). the scan assignment is going to be a series of scan pictures that we have to acquire from our sites or the net and due at the end of the mod (but grading is going to be based on where you get your pics from so it's a good idea to have actual pics from your site rather than sit up the night before it's due and g00gle the hell out of it).
class is going to be so effin'full of information.... i understand why previous students feared 0B.
but we had our first test last night and i feel pretty good about it.
monday in scan lab, we have a quiz on fetal positioning and then the next test is tuesday on fetal anatomy.
usually, when i come home from class, i listen to this on the radio. call it my guilty pleasure. whatever. can't remember exactly what the caller's issue was last night but the dr made a point of telling her that kids should spend 50% of the day with their parents.
that made me feel so terrible.
50%.
half the day with their parents.
i get to see my kids for an hour in the morning before school and then the baby for about 3 hours and the big girl for about 25 minutes in the afternoon.
even on the weekend when i'm home, i'm not home enough to matter since i've got my books in my lap.
school has made me a terrible parent out of necessity.
and i've been trying to get some photos up as i type this but.. ya. you know.
thinking about getting some pictures off the floor and on the wall over the weekend. i've got 7 framed photos that are leaning against the walls and the fireplace and one of the desks, just waiting to be hung.
i'm trying to get ready to rip out the carpet in the house and put wood down, too. that has turned out to be a major undertaking with the need to get rid of stuff i've been hanging on to for eight or nine hundred years.
i think i'm just ready to lighten my load all around. i know that, at some point in the future, i will be making a move somewhere that is not right where i am now.
can't say for sure where i will be going but i have a few ideas of where i'd like to be. but that depends on how successful i am in my job.
doesn't really matter where i end up going, it will be a move just the same.
i figure if i part with it now, it will make then easier.
and i think that today might be the first day since last week that i have felt better. i can finally breathe and i'm not coughing that ends up making my throat hurt. i still sound congested but it's definitely manageable.
and i started this vitamin/mineral regimen that is like... the female equivalent to what my stepdad takes every day. it's full of mostly leaves and berries and twigs from india and asia and more holistic than chemical.
i need to do something because nothing isn't working.
heh...

fatdog! fatdog!
all alone in the world is the little fat dog!
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kudos on the test...;-)
--L
Now THAT'S a happy dog!
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