It’s the around the halfway point at school now, and I’m really starting to feel it. Because of the Olympic break, my program is ending 2 weeks later than usual and I can feel the pressure mounting. I had a mid-term on the day classes resumed and there will be one exam or another to write every week until finals, which is near the end of April. I’m not really looking forward to it.
After finals, my classmates and I begin our practicum. The program is basically shipping all of its students out to Lion’s Gate Hospital, St. Joseph’s Paul’s Hospital, Children’s Hospital, or VGH for 3 weeks to learn the ropes. The thought of working at a hospital is intimidating. The instructors always talk about how accuracy is of the utmost importance in our line of work. Sure, if I make a mistake on an assignment, I lose marks. I can’t imagine what could happen with mistakes in a hospital though.
School is tiring. I’ve also been worrying about my health a lot more since my trip to the hospital late last year. It’s another thing to add to the list. Seeing the doctor and being poked with needles is pretty normal for me now, and that realization is unsettling.
I remember telling myself a while back that I’d make more of an effort to see my friends. Unfortunately, it’s tapered off and I feel bad. When the weekend arrives, I just want to sit around, have a cookie, and drink some tea. It’s soothing. Because when Monday comes back, so does everything else.
