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| Here's a pic of a happy sunflower instead of the plague. You're welcome! |
Studoc is swamped studying for his finals which are today, tomorrow, and Friday. I have been quizzing him with flashcards on tons of drugs....their method of action, what they're used for, and their toxicities. Many of them have names that look like a bunch of consonants strung together in random fashion.
Another thing that helps Studoc study is when I let him talk at me. As in, he stands up and talks at me about the material in teacher-student fashion because it helps him remember the material and sort it out. I sit and try to appear interested (college made me super good at this) but really I'm just trying to keep my eyes open because I don't understand a word. Little does he know the whole time I look intrigued I'm just thinking, "Wow, it's so amazing to have him home tonight. Even if he's studying and saying all this gobble-di-gook at me...so great to have him home..." Occasionally, he'll say something I understand, and I'll say "Hey! I've heard of that!" But that's about it. Pretty rare, truth be told.
So, lately I've listened to a tidal wave of information about crazy diseases and viruses....which isn't good considering I'm pretty much a hypochondriac.
Studoc: "These are the signs and symptoms of blibbidy-blob disease...."
Me: "I feel tired a lot and get upset stomach and more stuff just like you said. Do I have that disease?"
Studoc: "No."
Me: (reaching for laptop to confirm on all-knowing Wikipedia that I don't have said disease)
Studoc: "Don't look it up! It'll just freak you out more. I promise you don't have blibbidy-blob disease."
Me: (sigh) "Oh, alright."
I guess for now I'll just have to trust that I don't have the Plague. :) But dude, hearing about all this freaky stuff makes me want to scrub my whole apartment down with bleach, never touch any animals, and basically live in a bubble.
5 comments:
I can totally relate to this. My husband writes his first exam on Sat and he's been "teaching" me, but fortunately I have the ability to let it in one ear and out the other :-) Best of luck to your husband and enjoy a little break after exams.
I say dude all the time. No sweat. And I get talked "at" a lot too. We're such good sports, but it really is nice to have them around...
haha, this post made me laugh. It's so true!! Sounds like a typical evening at my house, don't you just love being married to a med student?
Haha... so true! I hate being the subject.
Relate relate relate! I don't understand half of the things that come out of my husband/med student's mouth anymore...and as for playing patient? My fingers were slightly numb the other day after my hubby finished practicing with his blood pressure cuff!
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