With this semester fast approaching, I look back and have to wonder where the time went. I completed the last of my clinical paperwork a week ago Friday (the day after Thanksgiving) and presented my paper to my clinical group on Thursday. Now that that is done all I have left is one more lecture in my cardiovascular unit followed by the unit exam on Wednesday. Then the biggie....a comprehensive final next Monday. There is still a chance for me to get a B in theory. I'm really hoping that the stars align for me and it works out. However, if not, I'm still in good shape for a C. Yes, it would suck just a little, but I'll be okay with that.
Tuesday is out last day in clinical and our instructor is allowing us to attend observation areas for the day. I have really enjoyed every area that I've been to except respiratory. I'm not too interested in doing that again. Also there will be opportunities for cath lab and wound care that day. Guess I'll have to wait and see where I end up.
I've been pretty stressed out lately with crazy family happenings (always during the holidays) and school, work and the like. I hope that all of this stress will go away after next weeks exams. I have been having some issues with my blood pressure lately. This summer I went to the dentist and they checked it (139/90). I figured it was just because I was in the dentist office for the first time in a while. I went again in October...still high. Then all last month I started checking my BP myself. It hasn't been below 130/90. During the last couple of weeks I've been having mild headaches daily along with fatigue and not sleeping well. I really don't want to have to deal with this type of problem, so I'll see how things go when the semester ends. Unfortunately, both of my parents have a history of hypertension and heart disease so it looks like I'm going to have to be really careful. I'm not even 40 yet and I exercise 3 times a week (typically). Now I could stand to lose a few pounds (15-20) but still, I'm not ready to be a patient. It's probably psychosomatic. Yes, that's it. It's all in my head. At least that's what I'll keep telling myself for another week and a half.