Thank Goodness It's Friday!

John and I had very interesting Fridays this week:

My Day:
Friday I had a test in my afternoon class and, always the procrastinator, I was kind of banking on my morning class ending early so that I could finish studying. Well my morning class went almost to the last minute. I can tell you, I was antsy. Then when Bessie (my friend that I carpool with) and I got to her car we found out that her clicker's battery had died. This wouldn't have been a problem since she also had a key to her car, except for the fact that the clicker also turned off her car alarm. Not only were we locked out of her car but my books to study for my test we locked IN the car. So I called John and luckily he was on a break and he came to get us. So we ran home, grabbed some food, got a new battery, and rushed back to school to study. When we got there we found that the problem was her clicker, not the battery, The car still wouldn't open. So we decided to open the door and see what happened. Well the alarm went off and we frantically scrambled to find a way to turn it off... which we could not. Finally it turned off on its own and Bessie and I *fingers crossed* passed our test. After the test we decided to try the car again and it worked! That car is out to sabotage our nursing careers! Crazy.

John's Day:
Friday was an especially big day for John, it was the day he had to perform his first pelvic exam. (awkward silence.) So here's a trivia question for y'all;

True or False: There are women who, for their career, travel the country teaching students to give pelvic exams using themselves as the examples.
Answer: True!

Although John sometimes refers to them as medical prostitutes, they were very professional and modest. John got to the class before everyone else and so the instructors delegated him the job of teaching the other students how to palpate a breast on the fake models. They designated him "the boob guy." John was fairly nervous about the exam portion of the class, especially since the woman he'd be examining would be instructing him on how to do it at the same time. He said it went really well though, the instructors even commented on John's exceptional palpation technique when looking for lumps in the breast, later asking him what field of medicine he planned on pursuing. John (red-faced I'm sure) answered "I don't really know... but probably not gynecology!"