Is there a Nurse in the woods?

I spent the day yesterday being a professional victim. I helped the nursing program at ACC with mock triage situations. Was fun. I had an MI, was dangerously hypoglycemic, drunk, and really really OCD all in one day. Fun stuff.

After playing in the wet damp air all day with these nursing neophytes, I went home, took another long hot bath (still need to grout, but didn't obscess about my thighs) and then went to my son's school for Paragon Night. He is attending an Arts Academy-charter school- and once a month they do a presentation in front of all their classmates and their families. My son was a red coat and got shot by the revolutionaries then sang a rousting rendition of "Yankee Doodle". I've never been so proud. He is absolutely blossoming at this new school. Yeah!!

Dad took Edward home for the night and Paul and I went to a play with friends. All and all a great day, today however, I feel like I have been hit with a Mack truck. Too much cold weather yesterday. Ick