Ooooh, new information! I love all this new information! This is the stage where I bother Josh incessantly with copious information regarding whatever subject I am studying.
Stage 2: Mild panic.
This stage varies somewhat, but usually the reaction is something like, "6 PAGES?! HOW WILL I EVER LEARN THIS IN TIME?!" But on my most recent Microbiology exam review, I thought, "Only 1 and 1/4 pages? HOW EASY!" Then I got to the last item on the list, it said:
For each germ know the following when applicable: name of the disease; virulence factors (enzyme, toxin, antigen, fimbriae, capsule, etc); stages of the disease; reservoir/origin; tissue/organ system affected; if the germ is fastidious or not.
Stage 3: Competence.
This is when I make my beautiful, brightly colored index cards. For the first exam this week (Microbiology) I wrote well over 100 cards. For the second exam (A&P II) I probably had just under 100 cards. Then I read the cards frontwards and backwards until I can no longer process the words, bringing us to...
Stage 4: DESPAIR!
It goes something like this, "I'll never learn this in time! NEVER! I can't remember one more thing! I've wasted hours studying because when I take the test, I'm not going to remember anything!" Wah, wah, wah. I give up, play Guitar Hero like a petulant child, and then go to class for the exam (where I find the brain power to review the cards one last time).
Stage 5: Relief.
The test is OVER! Hooray! I always have a skip in my step after the test is over. Last night I was felt sure I'd made over a 90% and tonight, I felt pretty sure I'd made either a 98% or 100%. We'll see about that tomorrow.
Stage 6: Elation!
Like when I checked my Microbiology grade tonight and discovered I made a 97 on that exam. Take that virulence factors! Take that agammaglobulinemia! Take that staphylococcus and the 7 notecards dedicated just to you!
PS: Speaking of staphylococcus, KayTar's biopsy site is infected and so we are headed to the pediatrician tomorrow morning. Oh life, you just think you are SO entertaining, don't you?