Tomorrow morning at O:dark o’clock (to those of you who aren’t complete morning whimps, that would be 7:00) I have to be AT the County Trauma Center to start my twelve hour day, doing I don’t even know what. It’s a required component of my curriculum for the EMT Class and so naturally we waited until the very last two weeks of the semester to do this.
I haven’t thought too terribly much about it until now, but now it is upon me and I have to admit, I’m terrified. When I don’t think about it then, of course, everything is fine, but when I do think about it, I feel sick to my stomach and light headed. Thank God, I saved some of the Ativan my Psychiatrist gave me a while back to use until the Buspar kicked in. I’ll defintely need that tomorrow morning.
I’ve never been to this hospital before, and while I found an address on-line and found it in my GPS in my car, I don’t know where the hospital is. Normally, I’d have done a dry run by now, but I just haven’t had time and I won’t have time tonight unless I do it after class (which I might – although with as much as it’s ranined today, I’m not so sure it can be called a dry run.)
I’m flat broke right now, and it suddenly dawned on me last night that I didn’t know what the parking situation was or if there was a charge. I called the hospital today and found out that there is a charge, but I spoke with a woman in the facilities department who told me she would validate my parking, if I come see her during her office hours. That shouldn’t be a problem but if I don’t catch up with her, I’m kind of screwed.
No one has been able to tell me what to do when I get there. Where am I going? Who am I supposed to report to? What should I come prepared for? Whatever I’m doing, I just pray that it goes better than my Fire Department Ride Along did.
And yes, of course, I know, “it’ll all work out” and I’ll “do just fine” and all that other
crap stuff people tell me when I freak out like this, but yeah… Right now? I’m freaking out.