This morning is the last day of week nine.

Things are going somewhat well. I did poorly on a Med/Surg test last week, but I was one of 10% of the class who scored 100% on the dosage calc, so it wasn't all bad. Meeting now for more study groups. 

I need to get into the habit of doing my patient reports immediately when I get home from clinicals. This is difficult because at that point, I'm so exhausted. 

Mental Health is a hideous gauntlet, and that's all I'm going to say about that. I wish I'd have a semester where I didn't feel like I'm in danger of not passing something, but I guess that feeling of peril is what makes nursing school so notoriously difficult. 

Oh well, seven weeks to go!