*sigh*

I need to vent some of my worries, and it's too late in the evening to ring Dad (who is my usual port of call when I am worrying about things that I cannot change.)

I am very, very worried that I may have to defer a year.  

This is largely because of my surgery.  I still don't have a set date, and after speaking to the hospital I have learned that I could get as little as a week's notice for when it will be.  -__-;  Not great, but so long as it's early June (and provided I don't get any complications) I should be OK.  You see, in August I have a placement on the antenatal and postnatal wards, which I badly need to get some stuff signed off in my book.  The deadline for getting stuff signed off is September, so this will be really pushing it as it is. If I don't manage to get back to work in time for that placement, I won't have a chance to get this stuff signed off and I will have no choice but to defer. -__-;

In addition, I still have stuff to get signed off in my medecines management book, and I only have about 3 more shifts to get that done.  I am FREAKING OUT about that, because that one is due in in June, so I don't have much time left to get it done at all.  Again, if I can't get it done, I run the risk of failing and/or having to defer. 

Oh, and I have 2 major exams in  weeks' time. 
And 2 really nasty workbooks to finish.
And a butt-ton of revision.

If I think about it too much, I actually feel like I want to cry.

In Other News:
After several hours of fruitless revision this evening, I gave up and did some unwinding in Rift.  They are promoting 'Defiance' with a Hellbug themed event at the moment, and I managed to scoop up these two lovely animals:

The little one is called Blurple.  The big one I have named Big Blurple.  They are Hellbugs, and they are awesome.