School Break

One of the great ironies of my life is that while I am busy in  a class I can't wait for a break. When that break finally comes, after ten weeks of hard work, I feel quite bereft. It makes no sense, but the routine of checking the discussion board, reading, doing homework, writing papers, and complaining about the whole mess, is missed when I am free of it! I felt the same way when I stopped working. How does someone miss the incessant alarms and chaos of critical care? Easy, stop doing it. Hope this reminds everyone that sometimes it is the hardest things in life that bring the greatest rewards. Or at least entertainment.