One problem I'm going to have with being a nurse is that my other half can't stomach when I talk about clinicals. He's always had a weak stomach and he's never been good with medical issues. Unfortunately for him, my constitution has become strong enough that I sit down to eat and can talk about my day in graphic detail. I never remember he can't deal with it until I see his face turn and he puts his fork down. Oh well, I guess it's a habit I'll have to unlearn.
I think I'm almost over that bug that has had me sleeping for the last two weeks...and just in time too, seeing as my next test is Monday. I better get a move on studying.
