One presentation down and one to go-- not too bad. The first one went well. I'm relieved that it's over. I'm not really stressing anymore about the next one. I have five slides of a power-point to read and that's it! Yay! But only two groups get to go today so I may have to wait till Tuesday to go. Oh what agony that would be! I have waited a while to register for next semester and I'm getting a little worried about getting the classes I need. My advisor can't see me till Tuesday-- usually I am on top of this crap, but not this time. I have one semester to go and if I don't get this one last anatomy class then I am screwed! But it's my own fault...

Had an interesting day yesterday. My eldest Aunt sent me flowers out of the blue. The card said that she was thinking of me and was proud of all that I have achieved... how sweet! It's sooo ironic tho because Becca ( best friend) and I had just been saying how we wanted to get flowers n how it was time to drop some hints to the boys-- Funny how things go. But it was sweet I called her n thanked her.

Then I had to do an assessment at work on a 48 yr old woman who is here after a stroke. She couldn't communicate very well to me. It was like she knew the answers, I could see it in her eyes. But she could not get her brain to speak the words. She was very frustrated by this and began to tear up. 48 just seems sooo young to be going thro this. It broke my heart. When I look at all of the resident's I always think " that could be my mother, or my father, or my grandmother..." and it just hurts sooo bad. Some are so lonely and have no visitors, and they could just talk for hours. Others are very, very depressed at their placement here and feel abandoned by their famalies. And then others are so far gone that they prolly don't even know where they are... I've only cried one time and I made myself wait till I got to my car. There was this man who was here after hospitalization after surgery I think. He just wanted to go home soooo bad. He would cry and cry and cry. SO I went in to try and calm him down. I tried everyhting, I brought him a teddy bear, I rubbed his back, I explained that he was going home in just six days... he fianlly calmed down a little. But to see such an elderly, precious, innocent man cry like that tore me apart. As soon as I got into my car the tears started pouring.

Well there is much to do and little time! Hope u all have a fabulous day!!