Today makes it official. I am two thirds of the way through this class, and my head has not exploded. I have two mega exams on Monday, one in lab, one in lecture.
I went to the lab for some extra study time with the muscles. There were three girls there doing the same thing. We all agreed. We feel like we are in over our heads. That made me feel a little better. I said, "The night before last, I was trying to study and burst into tears. I went to bed at 8:30." Everyone laughed. One girl said, "You know, when my sister was going to school for nursing, she was a screaming maniac when she was doing Anatomy and Physiology. I thought she was ridiculous, and I always complained about it. Now I totally get it. I apologized to her." Another girl said that the previous night, she just put her head down and cried over her books. Her mother was heading up to go to bed, but worried about leaving her alone while she cried. "Just give me a tissue," she sobbed to her mother. "I'll be okay. Just go to bed. It's alright."
It felt good to laugh about it.