After having learned health history, this lab session was a walk in the park. There was actually one of my classmates that was hard to find the pulse on the wrist. I had to switch arms just to find it. Note to self, when all else fails, check on the left arm. One thing about having to count respirations of the patient, it makes great awkward silence. I can't wait for that! Lol. I know, I'm weird. Just don't hold it against me, I really do like to make conversation. Just ask my parents, they used to tell me to shut up, because I talked to much. Can you pronounce this word, "Sphygmomanometer"? I butchered that word the first time trying to say it. I'm not the most proficient at remembering words, but this one I have down. So, the next time you see me, let me know if you can say it correctly. Nothing crazy really happened today, so no great story to write about, so I'm going to end this abruptly.
Mark, out.
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