Well the Bad Dentist came back and put this blogger under the weather for the last few days. Good news is 3 of my teeth have been fixed. Better news is that I couldn't eat for a couple of days and my jeans are fitting good today! Bad news is that I have to go back and see the mean man at the end of this month for more work.
I got the job at the hospital! I start training next week ----- on my day off my from my Chicago job. Basically, starting on Monday, I will be working 7 days straight until my final day in Chicago (January 8th). It's going to be so exhausting, but the money will be good to throw into savings.
Wednesday, while I was screaming in pain from the dentist, I went and had my drug test done as well as my first hepatitis shot series, and my Rubella shot, and I have no idea what else I was shot up for. All I remember is they took blood - lots of blood.
As I left, I took a moment to look around at my surroundings. I've passed St. Anthony 1,000 or more times since I've lived in NW Indiana. Never in my life would I think I was going to be an employee there - ever. But, as I clutched my new employee parking pass, I trudged through the snow to my car. My last visit in the visitor section. It was surreal. A new beginning is upon me.
I'm getting scared. I am calm about school. I really am. I'm on the Dean's list so I am guessing I should be able to handle the classes fine. Financially, I am stressing to no end. Tiger and I are very used to my income downtown. As I cried the other day thinking, "How will I pay for groceries?" He keeps telling me that we'll be fine. The mother, the stresser, the pessimest in me just isn't so sure. Have I made the right decision? Isn't the point of getting an education supposed to be fruitful in the end and someday my worries will subside? Ugh. I just wish I could shake the helpless and unsure feeling.