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Friday, January 4, 2019
Sunday, August 5, 2018
A Little Room to Breathe...
Since I had my final the other day and my laboratory practicum the day before, I thought I would take some time to reflect and jot whatever's on my mind, especially since my skin is kind of fucked up and I'm not up to updating my YouTube channel immediately because of it. Don't believe the whole "drink a lot of water, get plenty of sleep, it's your diet" reasoning because that's only part of the reasons for acne. When you're almost 30 and still have pimples like your 20 year old self, it's beyond that. First off, drinking a lot of water means through out the day. Drinking it all at once within several hours does nothing because your body only takes what it needs and expels the rest. Next, getting plenty of sleep isn't an option when you have to go to work and school and commute and study because I can't just simply go to school. For the most part, I try to remedy this by sleeping around the same time every day and making sure I get quality REM sleep. Finally, I definitely am not eating the best diet out there (which should probably be a majority plant-based type of diet) but it certainly is not the worst.
Right now, this heat and the extra sweat is not helping clear out the pores at all. I have a goddamn ingrown hair around my jaw and several pimples that isn't exactly deep cystic nor a wide open pore where pus can easily be pressed out. Don't get me started on the scars either. A bunch around my eyebrows, some within my eyebrows, there's also some around my hairline and even around the top of my head, usually around the back of my skull below that bump (part of the occipital bone, I guess)...lovely.
Going back on my last entry, I didn't get that fire tablet in the end, by the way. I think when it comes to a tablet, it just has to be an iPad because android comic readers suck compared to ComicFlow. Besides that, Xodo is practically the same on both operating systems but yeah, mainly the comic reader and the build + hardware quality. I'm just waiting for a good deal and time frame where I can justify blowing like 300 bucks out of my checking account, but I'm also in need of new contacts and a vision check up. That's already almost 300 bucks there...-sigh-
Well anyway, back to my veterinary nursing program because that's the only interesting thing in my life. I finished my handling and restraint class the other day and I'm kind of bummed because it was a lot of fun and it wasn't as stressful, even if my instructor was the same scary one from my previous clinical pathology class. She's a cool lady but scary as in, she expects you to know and understand concepts or you have to just flat out say you're wrong or don't know before she explains anything to you. I also find her cool because she was born and grew up in the same area as me and is also the child to immigrant parents (except she's like 15 years older), so I feel like I have a lot to live up to. I also learned more about how she went from being an RVT to a veterinarian during this class, so I've kind of stopped contemplating the idea because of her experience. She basically became a DVM because she didn't want to regret not knowing if she could get into vet school or not, got accepted but says the stress of being one is heavier than being a RVT. I can't see myself being a vet anyway because I'm so old and I would have to take some undergrad science classes that I never took when I was in undergrad because I didn't major in the sciences.
The only thing I kind of hated was that I was one of only 3 males in the class (it's almost always been this way and usually several drop out towards the end) and I would always be like incorporated into some joke because I was the only person she knows from a previous class. I honestly don't mind it except that it teaches everyone in the class my name and I literally don't know anyone else's...
Examples of this include, and went something like:
"This job will require holding animals in awkward positions and some strength. RIGHT, PETER?"
"If you continue on with the program and have me for one of the clinical pathology class, I am known to be a bitch, right Peter?!"
-Professor and the TA have trouble pulling some orange cones suctioned today- PETER COME OVER HERE!
"How was your break, Peter? [on the first day of class...when it was like dead silent]"
...I can't remember what else...but yeah.
Once, this white girl in a couple of my other classes asked me about an assignment and I just answered her question without ever learning her name. I learned it eventually but even when I gave her my number, I was about to assign her number as "that one white girl". I eventually just left it as a number because she never called me with it anyway.
I don't think I mentioned this before but last semester, we had a review day for the final where we would basically test our classmates and the instructor asked me who I wanted to give the points to for answering correctly and I didn't know anyone's name, so I called the girl "ombre" because of her hair. Later, she was like "you know what Peter? lots of guys wouldn't know this is called ombre [...I don't remember the rest]" but it's like...well, duh~, joke's on you gurl...but anyway!
I sneakily took a bunch of pictures because it's technically not allowed due to fear that people who aren't veterinary nursing students might interpret them the wrong way and accuse the school of abuse or unethical practices, but it's not like I have pictures of students smacking the backs of pigs, throwing cats across the room, or something...and it's not like any of that happened.
Basically, anyone interested in a veterinary nursing program should have some sort of handling and restraint class but depending on the school or location, you may not have the opportunity to test what you learned on actual animals. Luckily, my school has a farm and the curriculum is pretty well structured, so I had a bunch of cool opportunities during the 6 weeks we had of class. Every class meeting focused on an animal and what to do, essentially. It started with sheep, then pigs, followed by dogs, cats, reptiles, birds, cattle, and horses. The animals we didn't touch on were fish or bugs, but that's a bit outside of the realm of domestic animals (even though domesticated reptiles isn't a thing).
First off, sheep! When it comes to approaching them and stuff, their prey drive is very high. Every inch you get closer to one, their natural instinct is to move farther. I guess if you were a small-scale farmer and you only had a small flock of sheep, they'd be more inclined to work with you but this was quite the flock. Personally, I wouldn't want to work with them because they're a pain in the ass to catch because you basically need to move them into a small pen and form a wall and make this sheep tornado move around you and then swing you arm out at the right moment to get it by the neck and quickly place a halter on it, so that it wouldn't get away.
Funny thing is, during my lab practicum, my proctor asked me for the respiration rate of a young sheep already tied to a pole thing. Getting respiration is easy. No big deal. I just place my fingers under the nostrils and count the breaths for 10 seconds and multiply by 6 to get a per minute rate. Well, from what I felt, the sheep was breathing insanely fast. I calculated 126 breaths per minute and my proctor was like "the sounds awfully high. try again." and so I did. Guess what? I placed by hand around its mouth to close it (so that it isn't panting) and it's even higher at 140 something breaths per minute, so he checks it out himself by placing his fingers right against the nostrils. I don't know if it was like...having a bad response being tied up or what...but that afternoon, I checked the normal respiration rate because I had a final the next day anyway, and max was 19 breaths per minute AT REST...so 6 times more than normal isn't right. I could've had some crazy epinephrine spike induced sheep or something. I felt so stupid after that...but it's okay...school is where you make the mistakes...it's real life where you can't....
Right now, this heat and the extra sweat is not helping clear out the pores at all. I have a goddamn ingrown hair around my jaw and several pimples that isn't exactly deep cystic nor a wide open pore where pus can easily be pressed out. Don't get me started on the scars either. A bunch around my eyebrows, some within my eyebrows, there's also some around my hairline and even around the top of my head, usually around the back of my skull below that bump (part of the occipital bone, I guess)...lovely.
Going back on my last entry, I didn't get that fire tablet in the end, by the way. I think when it comes to a tablet, it just has to be an iPad because android comic readers suck compared to ComicFlow. Besides that, Xodo is practically the same on both operating systems but yeah, mainly the comic reader and the build + hardware quality. I'm just waiting for a good deal and time frame where I can justify blowing like 300 bucks out of my checking account, but I'm also in need of new contacts and a vision check up. That's already almost 300 bucks there...-sigh-
Well anyway, back to my veterinary nursing program because that's the only interesting thing in my life. I finished my handling and restraint class the other day and I'm kind of bummed because it was a lot of fun and it wasn't as stressful, even if my instructor was the same scary one from my previous clinical pathology class. She's a cool lady but scary as in, she expects you to know and understand concepts or you have to just flat out say you're wrong or don't know before she explains anything to you. I also find her cool because she was born and grew up in the same area as me and is also the child to immigrant parents (except she's like 15 years older), so I feel like I have a lot to live up to. I also learned more about how she went from being an RVT to a veterinarian during this class, so I've kind of stopped contemplating the idea because of her experience. She basically became a DVM because she didn't want to regret not knowing if she could get into vet school or not, got accepted but says the stress of being one is heavier than being a RVT. I can't see myself being a vet anyway because I'm so old and I would have to take some undergrad science classes that I never took when I was in undergrad because I didn't major in the sciences.
The only thing I kind of hated was that I was one of only 3 males in the class (it's almost always been this way and usually several drop out towards the end) and I would always be like incorporated into some joke because I was the only person she knows from a previous class. I honestly don't mind it except that it teaches everyone in the class my name and I literally don't know anyone else's...
Examples of this include, and went something like:
"This job will require holding animals in awkward positions and some strength. RIGHT, PETER?"
"If you continue on with the program and have me for one of the clinical pathology class, I am known to be a bitch, right Peter?!"
-Professor and the TA have trouble pulling some orange cones suctioned today- PETER COME OVER HERE!
"How was your break, Peter? [on the first day of class...when it was like dead silent]"
...I can't remember what else...but yeah.
Once, this white girl in a couple of my other classes asked me about an assignment and I just answered her question without ever learning her name. I learned it eventually but even when I gave her my number, I was about to assign her number as "that one white girl". I eventually just left it as a number because she never called me with it anyway.
I don't think I mentioned this before but last semester, we had a review day for the final where we would basically test our classmates and the instructor asked me who I wanted to give the points to for answering correctly and I didn't know anyone's name, so I called the girl "ombre" because of her hair. Later, she was like "you know what Peter? lots of guys wouldn't know this is called ombre [...I don't remember the rest]" but it's like...well, duh~, joke's on you gurl...but anyway!
I sneakily took a bunch of pictures because it's technically not allowed due to fear that people who aren't veterinary nursing students might interpret them the wrong way and accuse the school of abuse or unethical practices, but it's not like I have pictures of students smacking the backs of pigs, throwing cats across the room, or something...and it's not like any of that happened.
First off, sheep! When it comes to approaching them and stuff, their prey drive is very high. Every inch you get closer to one, their natural instinct is to move farther. I guess if you were a small-scale farmer and you only had a small flock of sheep, they'd be more inclined to work with you but this was quite the flock. Personally, I wouldn't want to work with them because they're a pain in the ass to catch because you basically need to move them into a small pen and form a wall and make this sheep tornado move around you and then swing you arm out at the right moment to get it by the neck and quickly place a halter on it, so that it wouldn't get away.Funny thing is, during my lab practicum, my proctor asked me for the respiration rate of a young sheep already tied to a pole thing. Getting respiration is easy. No big deal. I just place my fingers under the nostrils and count the breaths for 10 seconds and multiply by 6 to get a per minute rate. Well, from what I felt, the sheep was breathing insanely fast. I calculated 126 breaths per minute and my proctor was like "the sounds awfully high. try again." and so I did. Guess what? I placed by hand around its mouth to close it (so that it isn't panting) and it's even higher at 140 something breaths per minute, so he checks it out himself by placing his fingers right against the nostrils. I don't know if it was like...having a bad response being tied up or what...but that afternoon, I checked the normal respiration rate because I had a final the next day anyway, and max was 19 breaths per minute AT REST...so 6 times more than normal isn't right. I could've had some crazy epinephrine spike induced sheep or something. I felt so stupid after that...but it's okay...school is where you make the mistakes...it's real life where you can't....
Wednesday, June 13, 2018
Howdy~
Almost a year has passed since my last entry, yikes. Looking at the entry prior to this one, seeing that kitten still breaks my heart. Knowing what I know now, the coat condition of it is pretty concerning and it could've tested positive for something infectious, so maybe it had to be put down...who knows.
I actually have a laboratory practicum I should be frantically studying for but at this point, I'm kind of over it and want to wing it. I'll obviously still study but I'm not deep into my document file trying to memorize every little detail. I'm just hoping I have all the pictures that might appear in it and pray that I don't have to know anything statistical because all I really know from memory is that the average red blood cell amount in a microliter of dog blood is between 6 and 9 million red blood cells and cats is between 5 and 10 million per microliter of blood.
Funny thing about my most recent class is that I've scored the highest in the last three exams in my clinical pathology class and it's just absolutely wild to me. I actually think I have the highest grade in class, even though it's not an A and it most likely won't be after this practicum (I've only managed to get it to an 87% because I don't always get good scores on the daily quizzes...sigh). The RVT director was saying how hard it is and my vet office professor said it was her only C in college, so I was like... I guess I'll take it later on...but I really had no choice but to take it now or prolong my time in the program.
The average exam score is always a D and this is a medical class so in order to even pass the class, you need AT LEAST a 75% or higher. The other day, I was backing out of the driveway and I had a sudden memory jolt in my head of how I failed Algebra 2 in high school with a D and had to retake it in the summer to pass, but now I'm doing simple medical math that the rest of the class doesn't seem to comprehend. Sure, the terms can be confusing and the way they phrase the formula is a bit odd but it's definitely something that can be understood within an hour. FURTHERMORE, I DON'T EVEN WORK IN AN ANIMAL HOSPITAL!! I GOT REJECTED FROM MY ONLY INTERVIEW FOR ONE!! MY DUMB ASS EVEN STUPIDLY POKED MYSELF ONE LAB DAY WITH A SYRINGE WHILE PULLING OFF THE CAP AND BENDING THE NEEDLE WITH MY FINGER (FULLY KNOWING THAT IT IS SHARP). I'M ALSO ONE OF ONLY 3 BOYS IN THE CLASS!!! What's also funny is that some people in my class are taking it the 2nd time (so technically they have a leg up and should be scoring better?) and a lot of my classmates have taken more advanced courses than me (like veterinary pharmacology, radiology, medical nursing, etc), but I still managed to outscore them. It's SO WEIRD and tt sucks when I get an exam question and it asks like "which of these medications can't be used to treat heartworm microfilariae?" or something and I have no idea what any of the choices are, but it's only one question. Wild, man, that's all I can say. I was literally on the wait-list for that class because I chickened out and dropped it the first time, but I told myself that I'm smart and I would take it anyway because it was one of the only 2 classes I was able to actually register into (being that my program has outgrown the number of people they can actually accommodate). I still have some first year classes to finish but after summer, I can actually start doing my volunteer work experience requirement since I would be taught handling and animal restraint and would be able to put it into real world use then (it's also required). Maybe that's why the doctor kind of chuckled when she asked if she really saw my name in her roster for the summer class, because I have one of the highest grades but I'm not even towards the latter end of the program?... lol...(it's supposed to be one of the first classes you take but I can't because I have no seniority when it comes to registering for classes)
Either way, it feels nice. I feel sort of validated that I made the right choice in going back to school and seeking the right profession, especially since this is one of the classes everyone seems to dread. There were many hurdles, tests, rejections, and even a death, but it seems to be working out. I kind of wish I had a real pet sooner and not as I'm going to turn 30, maybe I could've been a veterinarian by now or something. I still have a year or so before I'm finished, but I'm pretty much almost halfway into my 2nd college degree. I never thought I'd have a 2nd degree, or even a degree in STEM for that matter, but it's possible! You CAN hate math and science (even though you like animals) and still have a STEM degree! You don't actually have to learn anatomical molecular fusion calculus AD/BC! (Stuff I wish I knew when I was a teenager...)
*It should be noted that I don't study insanely hard, even though I complain about being tired and sleep deprived all the time. I just study efficiently and am smart enough to condense and reorganize my notes, so that I can reread the lesson multiple times to retain more information. I also unknowingly have been organizing more specific information into cornell styled tables in my doc (that part only occurred to me because a girl in my class saw my notes and said it). The organizing was especially useful when one of my exam questions which asked what family of parasitic worms "taenia pisiformis" was in and I remembered that I put it below "dipylidium caninum" which I knew was a common dog/cat tapeworm transmitted by fleas, but taenia pisiformis is a tapeworm (cestode) transmitted by eating a rabbit.
I actually have a laboratory practicum I should be frantically studying for but at this point, I'm kind of over it and want to wing it. I'll obviously still study but I'm not deep into my document file trying to memorize every little detail. I'm just hoping I have all the pictures that might appear in it and pray that I don't have to know anything statistical because all I really know from memory is that the average red blood cell amount in a microliter of dog blood is between 6 and 9 million red blood cells and cats is between 5 and 10 million per microliter of blood.Funny thing about my most recent class is that I've scored the highest in the last three exams in my clinical pathology class and it's just absolutely wild to me. I actually think I have the highest grade in class, even though it's not an A and it most likely won't be after this practicum (I've only managed to get it to an 87% because I don't always get good scores on the daily quizzes...sigh). The RVT director was saying how hard it is and my vet office professor said it was her only C in college, so I was like... I guess I'll take it later on...but I really had no choice but to take it now or prolong my time in the program.
The average exam score is always a D and this is a medical class so in order to even pass the class, you need AT LEAST a 75% or higher. The other day, I was backing out of the driveway and I had a sudden memory jolt in my head of how I failed Algebra 2 in high school with a D and had to retake it in the summer to pass, but now I'm doing simple medical math that the rest of the class doesn't seem to comprehend. Sure, the terms can be confusing and the way they phrase the formula is a bit odd but it's definitely something that can be understood within an hour. FURTHERMORE, I DON'T EVEN WORK IN AN ANIMAL HOSPITAL!! I GOT REJECTED FROM MY ONLY INTERVIEW FOR ONE!! MY DUMB ASS EVEN STUPIDLY POKED MYSELF ONE LAB DAY WITH A SYRINGE WHILE PULLING OFF THE CAP AND BENDING THE NEEDLE WITH MY FINGER (FULLY KNOWING THAT IT IS SHARP). I'M ALSO ONE OF ONLY 3 BOYS IN THE CLASS!!! What's also funny is that some people in my class are taking it the 2nd time (so technically they have a leg up and should be scoring better?) and a lot of my classmates have taken more advanced courses than me (like veterinary pharmacology, radiology, medical nursing, etc), but I still managed to outscore them. It's SO WEIRD and tt sucks when I get an exam question and it asks like "which of these medications can't be used to treat heartworm microfilariae?" or something and I have no idea what any of the choices are, but it's only one question. Wild, man, that's all I can say. I was literally on the wait-list for that class because I chickened out and dropped it the first time, but I told myself that I'm smart and I would take it anyway because it was one of the only 2 classes I was able to actually register into (being that my program has outgrown the number of people they can actually accommodate). I still have some first year classes to finish but after summer, I can actually start doing my volunteer work experience requirement since I would be taught handling and animal restraint and would be able to put it into real world use then (it's also required). Maybe that's why the doctor kind of chuckled when she asked if she really saw my name in her roster for the summer class, because I have one of the highest grades but I'm not even towards the latter end of the program?... lol...(it's supposed to be one of the first classes you take but I can't because I have no seniority when it comes to registering for classes)Either way, it feels nice. I feel sort of validated that I made the right choice in going back to school and seeking the right profession, especially since this is one of the classes everyone seems to dread. There were many hurdles, tests, rejections, and even a death, but it seems to be working out. I kind of wish I had a real pet sooner and not as I'm going to turn 30, maybe I could've been a veterinarian by now or something. I still have a year or so before I'm finished, but I'm pretty much almost halfway into my 2nd college degree. I never thought I'd have a 2nd degree, or even a degree in STEM for that matter, but it's possible! You CAN hate math and science (even though you like animals) and still have a STEM degree! You don't actually have to learn anatomical molecular fusion calculus AD/BC! (Stuff I wish I knew when I was a teenager...)
*It should be noted that I don't study insanely hard, even though I complain about being tired and sleep deprived all the time. I just study efficiently and am smart enough to condense and reorganize my notes, so that I can reread the lesson multiple times to retain more information. I also unknowingly have been organizing more specific information into cornell styled tables in my doc (that part only occurred to me because a girl in my class saw my notes and said it). The organizing was especially useful when one of my exam questions which asked what family of parasitic worms "taenia pisiformis" was in and I remembered that I put it below "dipylidium caninum" which I knew was a common dog/cat tapeworm transmitted by fleas, but taenia pisiformis is a tapeworm (cestode) transmitted by eating a rabbit.
Saturday, September 2, 2017
Back to School!..........
Whenever a nice blog reader inquires about my well-being, I am graced by a sense of compassion from other people and I don't feel that often for months on end. Obviously, this happened very recently or I wouldn't be on here. I've also been feeling a bit sad since I couldn't get into a class I needed (reason #2), but I'll going into further detail later. I think if my Blogger account was connected to my YouTube one, I'd be more inclined to check activity on here more often, but no one really reads anymore. Statistically speaking, if I were to post a pointless video to my YouTube channel, I'd get 5 times more views for that one pointless video than I would 3+ blog entries combined. Typing on here is mostly for times where I feel sort of hopeless and I need an outlet to rehash my thoughts and re-prioritize. I literally only get a penny or two each month from blog hits (lol).
I hate how I can read my old entries multiple times and still catch typos. The thought of someone else reading it is embarrassing.
Well anyway, going back on my last entry, I don't think I mentioned that around the beginning of that month, I had to give up a stray cat to the shelter because I knew nothing about cats and I wasn't sure of the financial burden that taking in a kitten would be. I also still had to pay off my dog's hospital bill at the time, so it was hard. I still kind of regret not keeping it. That kitten was so affectionate and really just wanted to be around my family, but the timing was so bad. 9 months later, I learned that cats are obligate carnivores and when it comes to their health, they're actually not too problematic. Besides the potential for obesity and people not feeding a scientifically formulated diet (which can cause urinary stones), they're pretty robust. There's also the potential of feline HIV and the need for vaccines, but a fixed and healthy cat wouldn't be as bad as a purebred dog, in theory. I think that's one of the reasons why people tend to have more than one cat as pets. I took the kitten as a sign from my dog saying "DON'T BE SAD! HERE CAT!!!!" but I just couldn't keep it....
Sigh~I still miss my animals so much though. It's not necessarily a bad thing since I'm so emotionally invested in my education because of them, but I also miss the physical companionship that they give. I started going back to school in January but my first semester was just a PE class to fulfill a requirement. I couldn't get any other classes being that I was a new student with no units on record, so I had a super late registration date. What double sucks is that since I already graduated, I really had no other classes to take besides my RVT classes and that PE class because all my general education courses had already been completed. After that PE dance conditioning class I mentioned in my last entry, I took an Animal Nutrition class and nothing else because of the whole priority registration thing again. I got an A in it but I had no other reason not to, because it was my only class. In the summer, I finished an Animal Science class in 6 weeks and also got an A in it (my grade was literally like 100.17% at the end of it). When my registration opened for fall, I literally couldn't get any classes until my summer professor emailed the class saying more classes were added but I think it was only for her to tell us about her Feline Management class which I am enrolled in. The plan for this semester was to go to the first year lecture classes I need because I know the ones with labs are smaller and the classrooms can't accommodate more students, so I went to a Veterinary Office Procedures/ Medical Terminology class and an Animal Sanitation and Disease class to try and get myself added into them. I'm thankful to be added into one but sad that I couldn't the other, because I'm basically trying to play "catch up" and even out the semesters where I went in taking only one class. I'm not too bummed though, just annoyed at the fact that I literally wasted an hour of my life driving for that chance to get added in. I know my Feline Management class isn't going to be too hard and I really just need to concentrate on the Vet Office/Medical Terminology class because that stuff is hard. Like, I still don't know what makes a rupture (-rrhexis) different from a burst (-rrhage). There's also all the greek and latin words for things, BECAUSE THERE IS A LOT. Stuff like this makes me question whether I'm really cut out for it...but I will power through, I guess.
I hate how I can read my old entries multiple times and still catch typos. The thought of someone else reading it is embarrassing.
Well anyway, going back on my last entry, I don't think I mentioned that around the beginning of that month, I had to give up a stray cat to the shelter because I knew nothing about cats and I wasn't sure of the financial burden that taking in a kitten would be. I also still had to pay off my dog's hospital bill at the time, so it was hard. I still kind of regret not keeping it. That kitten was so affectionate and really just wanted to be around my family, but the timing was so bad. 9 months later, I learned that cats are obligate carnivores and when it comes to their health, they're actually not too problematic. Besides the potential for obesity and people not feeding a scientifically formulated diet (which can cause urinary stones), they're pretty robust. There's also the potential of feline HIV and the need for vaccines, but a fixed and healthy cat wouldn't be as bad as a purebred dog, in theory. I think that's one of the reasons why people tend to have more than one cat as pets. I took the kitten as a sign from my dog saying "DON'T BE SAD! HERE CAT!!!!" but I just couldn't keep it....
Sigh~I still miss my animals so much though. It's not necessarily a bad thing since I'm so emotionally invested in my education because of them, but I also miss the physical companionship that they give. I started going back to school in January but my first semester was just a PE class to fulfill a requirement. I couldn't get any other classes being that I was a new student with no units on record, so I had a super late registration date. What double sucks is that since I already graduated, I really had no other classes to take besides my RVT classes and that PE class because all my general education courses had already been completed. After that PE dance conditioning class I mentioned in my last entry, I took an Animal Nutrition class and nothing else because of the whole priority registration thing again. I got an A in it but I had no other reason not to, because it was my only class. In the summer, I finished an Animal Science class in 6 weeks and also got an A in it (my grade was literally like 100.17% at the end of it). When my registration opened for fall, I literally couldn't get any classes until my summer professor emailed the class saying more classes were added but I think it was only for her to tell us about her Feline Management class which I am enrolled in. The plan for this semester was to go to the first year lecture classes I need because I know the ones with labs are smaller and the classrooms can't accommodate more students, so I went to a Veterinary Office Procedures/ Medical Terminology class and an Animal Sanitation and Disease class to try and get myself added into them. I'm thankful to be added into one but sad that I couldn't the other, because I'm basically trying to play "catch up" and even out the semesters where I went in taking only one class. I'm not too bummed though, just annoyed at the fact that I literally wasted an hour of my life driving for that chance to get added in. I know my Feline Management class isn't going to be too hard and I really just need to concentrate on the Vet Office/Medical Terminology class because that stuff is hard. Like, I still don't know what makes a rupture (-rrhexis) different from a burst (-rrhage). There's also all the greek and latin words for things, BECAUSE THERE IS A LOT. Stuff like this makes me question whether I'm really cut out for it...but I will power through, I guess.
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