Forget math. Forget chemistry. The hardest class you'll ever take? Anatomy. I've never had more information thrown at me at once than with this class. Add some cadaver work, and it is certainly the most interesting in both a personal and professional and school sort of way.
I used to (and still do) secretly dream of being a coroner. I don't have issues with death or dealing with gross stuff. I guess that's why I will also make a good nurse. But, in all of my imagining my future career of determining cause of death, I never thought about the first time I would ever touch someone else's bare, dead muscle. Or artery. Or nerve. Sure, we've all had those curious moments at the wake where you kinda poke around wondering that death feels like. It's weird. But now? It ain't nothing. I've had my hands in things I would have never imagined. It is strange, but I'm enjoying all the hard work I'm putting into it. I literally dedicate about 6 hours a night to schoolwork a week. I hope it all pays off with an acceptance letter to Mt Carmel real soon!!
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