She's alive!

Yep. I am. Very much so that I feel every sliver of anxiety and stress that a living person, faced with a turning point in his/her life, feels. And every sliver translates to feeling naiihi or naduduwal everytime I think about the boards :0P Ugh. Ayan na naman.

Anyway, I've been on isolation mode for the past 3 weeks, only resurfacing during the weekends to hoard happy and (more important) relaxed times that will see me through another loooong and tedious week of reviewing.

For week 1, I had the breathtaking views of the Pacific seen while driving along Hiway 1 to comfort me through boring Orthotics and Prosthetics. The taste of our Moroccan Shrimp starter and Aldwin's entree of Brazilian Pork at Robin's in Cambria gave me werewithal to plod through Physical Agents and Thera Ex.

Week 2 had me thumbing through my mental scrapbook of my first visit to Paramount's Great America for a memory strong enough to get me through Cardio and Pulmo Rehab with Pediatrics and Geriatrics to boot. What was effective? My memory of riding a 45-mph-roller-coaster with twists and turns plus a 360-degree loop, STANDING UP. Hah. After that feat, life can pretty much throw anything my way. (Just not a score lower than 600 at the NPTE, please. That I'm not yet prepared to take.)

For this week, I needed some strong ammunition for Neuro and Musculoskeletal Rehab with a side-serving of Research and Administration. So last weekend, I was at Napa, gorging on good food and excellent wines.

Lemme digress... I am no wine expert but I can taste the difference between the Php60 red wines and the $110 reserve red. There IS a BIG difference but it doesn't mean that I like one better than the other. I still don't like them both hehe :0D Reds just don't push my buttons like the rose and white wines can.

Back to regular programming... so yeah, Napa was a good choice for this week's review. Especially since I was able to bring home not just memories but concrete stuff -- like the garlic-parmesan dip that was also perfect as a Ceasar salad dressing or the Chocolate Amaretto sauce that made me finish almost a pound of strawberries in one sitting.

I'm keeping one Napa souvenir intact until next Friday, after the boards. Whether it went well or not, Mr.A and I will be at home toasting my survival with a bottle of Moscato.

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Pictures to follow coz all of a sudden I was hit by this bone-chilling panic induced by my inability to remember wTf ST segment elevation means.