week in review

My week in review

Sunday I went out drinking. I did not get totally plastered, and did not end up throwing up. Pretty good night since I was out with a drinking pro. By pro I mean, a guy who can drink Guinness like no other.

Monday, let me just say it was a hangover type day, I skipped all of my classes. I accomplished nothing of importance. I did make it to work.

At work Monday night: Six calls, conveniently spaced out to not allow any sleep. None of those calls were truly notable.

Tuesday, I quickly realized that skipping a math class is hazardous to your grade and the overall goal of passing the class. I recovered by weeks end. I also had a lab and fortunately we reviewed all the stuff I missed.

Tuesday night. While at work, I managed to nap for about five hours. This was a good thing. I had a headache that I can say was caused by lack of sleep. The calls were rather boring but one stands out. Diabetic, Drunk, liver failure, hypertension, general weakness, and through all of it, I determined that he was having a stroke. Not to brag but something in my head said that he was way more jacked up than a hypoglycemic.

Wednesday, made it to all four classes as scheduled. Surprised math instructor by getting 10/10 on a quiz. This is an achievement for me, as I have not had a real math class in over fifteen years. My linguistics class was next, and I was called a terrorist again, for ruining the curve. If Obama can hang out with a terrorist, so can my all my friends. I digress, my bio class was a review (see Monday) I needed all the review I could get.

In between classes on Wednesday, I met up with my wife, she had a nice little ultrasound and blood test, and thus far, Baby Wags is doing fine. He/she will probably make an appearance in April 09. The ultrasound tech showed us how the baby wouldn’t really hold still. Just like me, I don’t sit still well

No work Wednesday. I will make up for that on Sunday night.

Thursday. I successfully got a night of decent sleep and made it to my one class to take a lab practicum. In other words, they wanted to test my knowledge of simple biology stuff. If I failed this, truck-driving school is an option (trust me, I did not fail).

Awoke Friday to realize that I had only done half of my homework for linguistics. Went to campus early to get it done and print it out. My handwriting sucks so I try to type or print everything instead, less torture for teachers. I survived all three classes that day and probably didn’t bomb a bio midterm.

Friday night, I climbed into my Paramedic costume and got paid to watch a football game. Two high schools, big crowd, some rivalry, they fought for a cannon, yes a cannon. No kidding, a real, light fuse, cannon go boom cannon. It may be the closest some of those students may get to a real firearm, legally that is. To the winner, a cannon. WTH, I’m surprised that the game wasn’t sponsored by the NRA.

It is now Saturday, and at that, it is a Saturday with my two kids. I’m quite sure that the day will involve a MacDonald’s, my Nintendo Wii, and potentially swimming at the Y.

I am heading off to sleep. No wonder I am exhausted, this was a busy week.