Turns out according to the medical profession I am sick, or as the doctor said "I'm a sick little puppy". I have to go to Pirie on Monday and at the moment I don't want to go cause I feel so crappy and I don't want to be away from my mum.
I had lunch today which I did not feeling like going to but it was still worth it. I had lunch with some of the first and second year nurses. So bizzar what we get to talking about over lunch, over people would just be turned off. Lots of the conversation was around exams and we telling the first years what to expect and telling them not to worry things will click eventually. While at lunch I saw one of the nurses I worked with on cardiothorasics (my favourite ward and area). Good to see him, he said they are missing me on the ward and look forward to having me back there. Hopefully I get placed back there in third year!
After lunch I came home and slept and I am still craving French toast!
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