Josiah is enduring his first full week of high school exams and has learned the following:
1. “I didn’t think it would be on the test” is a fatal assumption.
2. When you are informed on the bus going to school that you are studying the incorrect review sheet, pull out the correct review sheet and cram as much information into your brain as possible.
3. There is a point in the middle of the week when your brain overloads and you can no longer think clearly. This usually takes place the night before your most difficult exam.
4. You know you and your classmates have experienced equality of misery when everyone starts complaining upon leaving the exam room. Unfortunately, this is not the last time you will say, “That was the hardest test I’ve ever taken.”
5. After the exam, don’t look back in your notes to see if you got it wrong. It’ll just make your head hurt.
6. Your second wind appears suddenly just prior to the last exam.
7. A backpack is amazingly light when you go home for Christmas break.
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Zeke and Blaze both got their physical exams. As evidenced in one of my earlier rants against the military medical system, I tire of constantly changing physicians. Either we move or the doctor does. The military assigns us physicians and we may see them once before we are assigned another. So, we met another doctor. This was Zeke’s preschool physical and his siblings had warned him that he would get shots. He received a vaccination in each thigh and had to have his finger pricked for a lead level test. When the tears subsided, he told me, “I don’t like to get poked.” Blaze’s exam was a bit easier since he didn’t have any vaccinations due. He just had an overall health check and exam for worms. The breeder recommended a vet who has a walk in clinic, no appointments. You sign in, wait your turn, and go see the vet when your name is called. It was a very low budget operation. One old vet, one understudy, and two receptionists. The building was old and small and worn out, but the vet is good at what she does and you can’t beat the prices. Sitting in the waiting room with us were a Pitbull, a Cockapoo, a hyper dog, a German Shepherd, a tiny dog in a cat cage named Max, and a Bassett Hound named Einstein. It was very crowded. I held Blaze throughout, just in case the Pitbull decided he wanted a snack. I opened the door to leave and discovered someone standing outside with a Husky. I had to laugh, because if I had to bring Czar to that place, that is exactly where I would have been.
