26 July, 2009. 5:21 PM.

I am exhausted. Constantly. I sleep less than I did in high school and way less than I do in college. I'm awake at 6 AM weekdays, and on weekends if I have class, anywhere from 6:30-8. I haven't seen my family or friends for more than 6 hours at a time since May. I see Matt when I can, which is about every 2 weeks.

But hell, this is great. I took my class practical exam today. Passed everything on first try except KED, and I know what I did wrong. Assessments were stressful but straightforward, and everything else was cake. I love CPR, by the way.

Tuesday we have emotional well being of the EMT-B and special operations. Wednesday is ambulance day and lifting and moving day. Thursday is final written exam.

This past Saturday was extrication day--play with damaged cars and practice getting people out. I was the first one KEDed and taken out--the bruises on my hips aside, it was fun. And really good motivation for me to not get into a car accident. After being KEDed three times in two days, I'm all set, thanks.

Going to lie down. FOREVER.

9 July, 2008. 11:26 AM.

At work now, taking a break and figured I would update whoever is still reading this.

Had exam 4 last night, on (get this): OB/GYN with a focus on childbirth, WMD/terrorism, poisoning, drug/alcohol use/abuse, allergic reactions, environmental emergencies, acute abdomen. Such an odd mix of things. Got a 95. Still amused at how I'm doing better in this than in all of my academic classes this past year.

Observation hours at the BI this friday, and hopefully Armstrong ride-alongs next weekend. Then class on Sunday, then the 25th is extrication and 26th is our practical. This will be over and I will have to find something to do with my weekday nights.

Work is still excruciatingly boring, and class is still making my days worth it.

I've lost contact with most everyone--this whole "not being home" thing is taking its toll. If you read this, drop me a line, let me know how you are, and if you're an area friend, let's make plans to hang out in August.

I'm a little displeased with how this blog is turning out--in the beginning, there were more stories and less "blog-type" entries. Might fix that once I start doing things again. At this point, there's nothing poetic or romantic to write about. Going from work to class to sleep doesn't lend itself to dramatic writing.

I miss Brandeis. I am, however, very glad that I took this course. I might have died by now. Boredom is definitely worse that not having time to sleep.

3 July, 2009. 12:12 AM.

Sorry for the lack of updates. Life is insane, as I expected. Work is soul-crushing and more motivation to become and EMT so that I don't have to do the same job again next year.

Class is going well--we did childbirth tonight. Might add pictures, the manikins (mannequins?) were pretty cool. Grade-wise I'm doing well.

Some people are idiots, and some people really shouldn't be in the class for other reasons.

I'm so tired. I'm going to bed. I'll make a real update sometime, I promise.

For anyone who's considering taking a course--Boston University's program is fantastic. I'll rave more when I'm conscious.