
This past Wednesday morning I woke up at 8:10 am, which is
unfortunate because my Anesthesia lab started at 8:00. But
let's back up a bit. To understand the circumstances that
turned a simple instance of over-sleeping into full-out, blinding
panic, you need to know two things: this past week was already
extremely stressful, and I love goats.
For second year students, this week was our first of three
rounds (better words might include storm, blitz or barrage) of
tests this semester. Now, I've been in school for a while, so
I've got the strategy down: hunkering down in the trenches, turning
from one subject to the next, taking enough breaks to stay
sane. At the beginning, it's not so bad; you feel good.
But towards the middle (for me Tuesday night) it starts to take a
turn. The second test of the week was on Wednesday in
Pathology, the study of disease and disease processes, a class that
always provides p...
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