We had to do a lot of skills today, which involves practicing on each other. That's fine for now since we're doing assessments and transfers and such... I'm sort of nervous about a few months from now when we'll be drawing blood from each other but I guess that's what I signed myself up for! One of the things we did today was to practice these pressure relieving bandages which forced me to expose my frightfully hairy legs.
I promise, I shave regularly. Really I do. Even in the winter because you just never know, particularly in LA. I usually shave on Thursday nights; a sort of "getting ready for the weekend" thing. But this past Thursday I didn't. And then it was cold on Friday night so I didn't. And then I felt like I had missed my window. I thought that as long as I hadn't already shaved, I should just wait until this next Thursday because I'm sure I'll just wear pants the rest of the week and I am not planning to go swimming or otherwise expose my legs.
But the plan went to folly when I had to roll up my pant legs and have bandages applied. Not that it matters but.... I guess I was still sort of hoping to come across as, like, "pulled together" or whatever.
