Lately, I’ve been feeling my age: I wake up with a sore neck and back every morning; my cuts heal slower; and I realized that my 18-year-old patient is half my age.  Oh crap.  So, I borrowed my co-worker’s ukelele and I’m teaching myself how to play.  It’s a lot of fun and I can play a handful of chords now.  I’ve been learning on the internet and got a few copies of different songs from another co-worker who had a book of songs.  I still have some practicing to do before I can play for anyone.  For now, Jes will have to just bear with me.  I just wish I could sing.

Another thing that I’ve been wanting to do is improve my Conversational Spanish.  I’ve had the same patient for the last 10 weeks and his mom speaks primarily Spanish.  I feel like a retard speaking to her and thought I should brush up a little.  So, last night I went to my first class at the City College.  It’s Level One and it’s super basic but I still learned a thing or two about cultural stuff for when to use the tu and usted forms.  It’s only one night a week for seven weeks.  We’ll see if it’ll be worth taking Level Two.