Nursing school...

...may be the death of me.

This is how I feel pretty much every day.

And then don't even get me started on the answers to tests...

They should put a warning label on the applications--NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART.

Killing me slowly. And I still come back from school every day more excited about the things I've learned. It's just a little sick and wrong. And I'm loving every minute of it.

Except the ones where I'm up at 430 driving to Salt Lake...but that's another matter entirely.