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.
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