At no time has my aging been more apparent than this semester when I’m taking Anatomy and Physiology at the local community college. I have an exam tomorrow on the skeletal system and I’m trying to stuff a million things in my brain about the bones in the body (you will not believe how many landmarks or features on bones that have names like Medial Malleolus). It’s a class that is straight memorization and in my early twenties – I know I could have gotten a 100% on this type of test, but with work/kids/house/friends and then this class plus my 40 year old brain which is a little slower on the memory uptake – I think I’ll be right on the frustrating B+ level which I’m trying to reconcile myself with as being OK.
I thought that all the skeletons in class were plastic, but this one is from a real, deceased guy.
Studying yesterday with furry study partners: