Boy it's been one hell of a week.
Every evening, I come home, and all I could do was to change into shorts and lie flat on my bed. Too worn to do anything productive, too lazy to even cook myself dinner, so exercising was out of the picture. So much for 'regular exercise' resolution. Most of the time I was confused it I was mentally or physically tired. I can't even distinguish the two anymore, or maybe they're somewhat related?
I just spent two hours of my life figuring out 12 ECG graphs, Googling terminology after terminology, method after method... Just to know which side of the heart underwent hypertrophy. In movies, it all seem so simple. If the monitor keeps bleeping regularly, that person is good. If the rhythm is irregular, or goes faster, he's dying. If it's a long bleep dragging through, he's gone. Simple. But NOOOO...
I'm so glad that I decided to go home tomorrow night, after days of consideration. 2 days of break is better than none, despite all the time spent travelling and settling down. 2 weeks into Semester 2 and I can't wait for it to be over.
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