So I have been really antsy about a certain med math exam that I may or may not have failed 2 times and was waiting on my third to be graded... It was a big deal. I had to make 100 on a MATH (wut) test. The first time, I got all of the math right, but I wrote mg instead of ml on one question and failed. The second time, I got all of the math right except for the fact that I rounded to the tenths instead of the hundreths on one question. The third time (which was my last straw, mind you...) I PASSED! I have prayed countless hours and asked an infinite amount of people to pray and think of me for this test. I firmly believe in the power of prayer after this one. I am lucky enough to be able to continue at Piedmont for the Nursing program... that continues to stress me out minute by minute. Wait, why am I excited for this again?
I miss my Nathan. (There is a whole world of miss in that little sentence, but I think short and sweet will do.)
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