Here and There

The hospital is routine. Nothing has happened incredibly out of the ordinary the past three visits. Perhaps only one thing; the old man who told me that I was gorgeous. Many times. I usually don’t take compliments seriously; but when he told me this, it really made my day. He was a nice gentleman, waiting with his wife. She had a heart catheter procedure, I believe. She looked over and smiled. Another thing I notice is the amount of time these elderly couples have been together. Most have been with one another for over 50 years. It really is an awesome concept of time.

It makes me never want to forget anything.

One other point of interest that I’ve noticed at the hospital are cow bell styled walkie-talkies that the janitorial staff wears. They seem downgrading to me, but what do I know? The staff walks around with these things around their neck and will get buzzed by the main office “Lucy, attend to room 4010″. I wonder how they feel about the loud necklaces. When they call for assistance, there is no privacy in the conversation. It’s fully audible to anyone standing within 10 feet, and still boggles my mind. Maybe I think too much about them; when I’m making cigars, I have not much else to observe.

To be honest, my days are currently occupied with school. I recently started my junior year at Arizona State University this past Monday and it’s really been a blur. I have a lot of travel to do from car to classroom. Not to mention, the weather has been horrible. It is the hottest it’s been all year, here. I feared heat stroke last Tuesday when I had to ride my bike back to my car. Suppose this makes me a wuss.My stress level has peaked and began to recede a bit. School has started, I am enrolled, I am in class. I have my books, my lab coat, my supplies. I am volunteering, I am studying. My MCAT is in April. I am so close to applying to medical school that I can taste it. I need to find an internship or some sort of medical related study that I can be a part of. Worrying about things like this will do me no good, though. It’s only the first week of school.

On an unrelated note, I am completely disgusted with our college system and the way money is handled. It’s certainly the hardest endurance test I’ve experienced thus far in my life.