In my final four weeks of school. The week before I had the last practical midterm I'll ever have in anatomy. I suck at anatomy practicals because someone names a muscle, then you tell your "body" how to position themselves on the massage table, you then palpate the muscle belly, stating: origin, insertion, nerve, artery, and actions. We have to memorize 270 out of 320 pairs of muscles in the body.
We also have to demonstrate how to muscle test each one. For example if you want to muscle test the gluteus medius the body is laying on their back and I bring the leg into slight abduction, and flextion at about 5 degrees and get them to resist further abduction.
Glute *minimus* however, the leg is abducted, flexed to 20 degrees, internally rotated and then I get them to resist abduction.

The examiner tells you a muscle and you have two minutes to demonstrate this.p, while also talking about the palpation quality of the tissue, and the result of the muscle test.

It's repeated five times for five different muscles, for a total of 10 minutes, then they give you a body landmark - like a nerve pathway, an artery pathway, a pulse location, a boney landmark like the radial tuberocity, and you have to find it and show how you know that's what it is and they put their fingers where yours are and double check.

I panick and freak out on these regularly. Singly hecUse someone barking orders holding a clip board and scribbling down everything I do makes me highly nervous. I can tell stories at parties, but I can't do scrutiny. I used to freeze and stammer and sweat and shake. Now I blather like a fucking idiot, and sweat and say things backwards.

But, this last one, I don't even remember it, I was in full panick mode, blathering incoherently, sweat running down my neck and back, and I left thinking "holy shit I failed. That was awful. I actually had no fucking clue what I was doing. I don't even remember what I said. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck."

And failing isn't really an option five weeks before grad. It means I wouldn't graduate.

I got my test paper result back today. 94%

Apparently, when blathering like complete knob and on autopilot is still know my stuff. It's actually in my skull.

So, I phoned my dad and got to tell him I passed that midterm with 94%

That brought me a fuckton of joy today.

waking up to so much love from family and friends for my Birthday!

I had a bunch of fun today after I was so happy to get several glass art/wine bottle light projects completed and my pretty bright red shadow box with it's Christmas tree and "snow" scene finished.
Even more fun and jokes about "slurping nutts" ...(peanuts that is!!) as we raced up to the antique mall to display my finished products.
Then went shopping for more light fixtures and SCORED a whole bunch of FREE unique bottles (different shaped wine, "rare" scotch, and vodka) after chatting with a wonderful lady who said she was just going to trash them.
I was so excited to get a bunch of beautiful projects done and even more happy to spend it with the people that mean so much to me.

I made my best friend laugh so hard they nearly tipped their recliner backwards!!!
Admittedly, the laughter came shortly after I seriously set off fireworks in the living room because I was "playing with fire and messing with fate" with a screwdriver and live electrical wires. Even tho my heart stopped and had trouble beating correctly for a while, and I melted the screwdriver, all the laughter was worth it!!

Taking care of myself.

a kind stranger... being polite... :)

I've done that before, by accident. My house at the time had questionable wiring and even though I turned off the breaker to the kitchen (where I was digging into the outlet with a butter knife), the breakers were not labeled correctly and I zapped myself and the knife.

It definitely gives you a buzz.

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Good for you! Too often, we put ourselves on the back burner to others and to our busy lives. It's nice to take time out to pamper oneself.

I'm experiencing a bit of pampering myself. I am still in my pajamas, which rarely, if ever, happens. I'm either in workout clothes or work clothes on or before 8am every day so this is really nice and comfy.

Knowing today is the first day of my new life and though I am anxious about surgery I know this is going to be the start to an amazing new journey. Taking care of me

As ever.....the beauty of the mountains...it never ceases to amaze me...

No matter what else happens in my life, I'm immeasurably blessed to live here...and to be where I always wanted to be...<3

Watching all the winter birds play in the snow...and my young goats stumble in it because this is their first experience with snow or ice.

Doing NOTHING. Just lounging around watching tv, playing on my iPhone, taking our four dogs out in the snow, and resting my brain and tired body. It's nice to not have to DO something all the time and just kind of BE once in awhile.

Waking up to a new day

Joy
 

Coming home to the kitties always brings me joy. I miss them during the work day and I know they miss me. :)

My boss telling me "You Rock!".

Spending the entire day at home with my love. Winding the evening down by eating the last piece of dutch apple pie with whipped cream and vanilla ice cream.

The idea of buying another wig on payday is bringing me a lot of joy!

Watching the birds and squirrles enjoy the feed I put out for them this morning.

A text convo with a friend last night

Watching the frozen stuff begin to melt

Watching our four little Bostons acting goofy in the snow