I’m Still Alive
Yes, even though there have definitely been a sore lack of updates recently my life is, according to Lin, like a story book: full of drama and crazy moments tucked in between the pages.
I have definitely got a full plate going on lately, so no more time for lengthy updates, more like only enough time to spare to make dot points of everything and summarise my days. Insert adjectives and fillers at will.
Currently working on the self-directed project, collecting ideas and e-mailing respective coordinators for approval etc
Bottom row of keys on phone is half dead and not responding well unless I smack the bejeebers outta it. If I take a very long time to message back, its cause I cannot for the life of me unlock my keypad to even read my messages
I’ve cut my hair yet again after being moody and doing it on impulse after Lin planted the thought in my head last Tuesday, resulting in me cutting my hair and creating the illusion that I am taller than my 156cms
Just done my Mantoux test to rule out TB on Monday and going to have the prick measured tomorrow. It is looking bigger than it was on Monday, but I most certainly do not have TB in case anyone is wondering
Going to take my last needle, MMR, on Thursday and I’m done at least till next year when I’m due in for my flue shot
Giving a presentation of the Mental Health site visit we had over the break and I’m not breaking out in cold sweat. Yet
I’ve got a slight cold and I’m sniffling all day long. Don’t mind me, the wind really is howling and chilling me to the bones even with my uggies on
I thought the garbage bin moved by itself today and I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me, but it was just the wind blowing it. I hope
I’ve been waking up between 4.30am and 5 am for the past 2 days. No, I don’t set my alarm that early. My internal alarm just insisting that I lie awake in the dark and try and get back to sleep
Well, that’s it from me for now. I’m going off to try and make sense of my assignments.
About Kristine
The name is Kristine. I live here in Perth, Western Australia and I'm an occupational therapist. Welcome to my blog and the place I write about me
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….hey girl you are not alone as your brother is also working his butt out for his PMR in two weeks time…..
just take care for I am sure all your hard efforts shall pay off….lots of love