Oh the Humanity!

I had my last final exam today.  This semester is over.  I should be happy, but this day was rough, and instead I feel deflated.  I realize that my troubles are ridiculous, but I’ll share them anyway.  I’m not going to whine on Facebook because some people have real troubles.  My mother didn’t die.  I don’t have cancer.  I wasn’t in a car accident.  I just had a crappy day and I’m hormonal and I feel like whining. 

                For my final exam in Assessment, we had to make appointments to do a head-to-toe physical assessment on a lab partner and document our findings.  There were about a hundred different things to cover in the exam.  It counts for 30% of our final grade.  Each person had 30 minutes to assess their partner (so an hour in the exam room), and then an hour to document their findings.  Our appointment was at 2:30 this afternoon.  I met my partner at 2:00.  We found out that they were running 2-3 sessions behind.  That means we had to wait over two hours to do our exams!  We were already nervous, and we had to sit there for 2 hours.  We were supposed to go out to eat afterward, but my lab partner lives in Dalton, and she is on-call tonight, so she had to rush home.  By the time I was writing up my findings, I was exhausted.  I just didn’t care anymore.  I scribbled some stuff down and left.  My brain had completely stopped working. 

When I walked out, it was pouring rain and storming.  It was already dark.  I had a long, wet walk to my van.  Since a peppermint chocolate chip milkshake was supposed to be my reward for a semester complete, I headed across town to Chick-fil-A.  After a wrong turn and struggling to drive in the rain (I am seriously dangerous at night in the rain), I made it to Chick-fil-A to find the line backed up out into the street.  I parked and walked in.  I would rather get a little wetter than I already was than to wait in a long drive thru line.  So I got my shake, went back to the van, and got back on the road headed home.  A few miles down the road, I opened my straw and took a sip.  It was not peppermint chocolate chip.  It was cookies & cream.  I don’t even like cookies & cream.  What a fitting end to this day.

 

I did a search for "spilled milkshake" images, and suddenly realized that this day could have been worse.  :-)