stop me before I volunteer again

So today was the first day of paramedic lab. Yeah, lets just say I shouldn't be allowed to pull someone out of an ambulance on a cot unless I lift some major weights for a while and... build up my strength. I almost dropped one of my classmates.... I mean, I didn't do that! Not at all.... But seriously. And my uniform, lets just say it's pretty butch. But I am genuinely excited about this major even though it freaks the bejeebies out of me. (Yeah I'm spelling it that way, bejeebies) We have to do ride-alongs with ambulances and trust me when I say I'm terrified to the point where only "silent pant's-wetting" describes my situation. But mainly only because I haven't done it yet. I'm praying every night that I don't actually wet my pants when we get our first call. Heavenly Father has to be finding my prayers pretty interresting right now. And if by interresting you think I mean ridiculously hilarious, then you'd be right. We start rounds at the hospital on Wednesday. I'm almost positive we are going to be cleaning a lot of bed pans and wiping a lot of old, pardon the word, bottoms. But I did find out that we have to watch a total of 10 live births this semester while at the hospital so.... yay. (if you could hear me say that outloud my sarcastic enthusiasm would bring tears of laughter to your eyes and tears of deep pain to mine) Anyway, here is a picture of me fresh back from class. And yes my hair looks like that because I had to pretend to be a patient and had a cervical collar on while strapped to a long board.

Haha, retarded smile but it's because I'm exhausted!

Yeah, I'm legit with my patch!

Jealous much?

And my badge!

That's what I said. Legit.

Alright, I'm supposed to be reading 200 pages tonight all about how to interprit a 12 lead ECG... If you understood what I just said then you are better off than I my friend...