weekend

this is what i did this holiday weekend. at tcc i took a math assessment test and placed at the college math level, which i suppose is okay, seeing as how i never took even a math class in college and hadn't done a math problem since 1989. i just haven't lost any ground, i guess, since graduating from high school, though i haven't gained any either. i spoke with a rather dizzy academic advisor and signed up for an intro to biology class - it starts on june 23. monday and wednesday evenings, with a lab on wednesdays after class, so i won't be getting home until after 10 pm. that could be rough on me. i also acquired an application to do a job shadow in the cath lab at the hospital. for that, mostly i just need to prove that i've had all my shots.

yellow came back from the vet pretty darn stoned. one of his molars had to be removed because it was so decayed, but i think the experience has only brought us closer together. and i thought he'd be woozy and sleepy from the anesthesia but he was high as a kite. he walked in circles, back and forth, quickly, wobbly, and brushed against and sniffed everything as if it were new. and since then twice a day i grab him up and hold his limbs while kara opens his mouth and gives him pain meds and antibiotics. well, he's out of his pain meds now, so i hope he doesn't have any more pain. he has a couple more days of antibiotics, but he's taking them well.

over this weekend i coughed a lot. my sore throat is intractable. i'm on nyquil, dayquil, and lozenges. oatmeal and coffee feel good on my throat, as does ice cream.

i mowed our front lawn. it looks nicer now. and i read a very bad novel: end of story by peter abraham. sorry, but it was just bad. i'm onto connie willis now, and she's good. i've liked her books.

we watched a documentary about a real american hero: desmond doss, the conscientous objector. that was very moving, and a fitting program for memorial day weekend. and we watched cloverfield, about a space alien or something rampaging new york city. i liked it a lot more than kara did. we also watched the diving bell and the butterfly, a true story about a guy who suffered a debilitating stroke and was almost completely paralyzed. it was good but kinda slow, though what should we have expected in a movie about a guy who can't move?

yesterday i worked. i typed some medical reports. of course, now that i'm signed up for a class and everything, taking steps toward becoming a cardiovascular tech or whatever, i feel more content to stay where i am, as a transcriptionist and a would-be writer. i'd be happier as an actual writer, but the point is, i'm not sure any more that i want to bother with school. my job now is okay - at least today it is. but i'll take this biology class and see if i get hooked. i thought about signing up for a class for the fall term already, but i might hold off on that until i see how i deal with this biology thing, and with witnessing a catheterization procedure.

this job shadow deal multicare has seems kinda cool. i wonder if i could get in to see other surgical procedures through this program.

today i'm off. i'm taking it easy today, trying not to think too much about anything.