I've done eighteen assignments, two discussion posts, one paper and two tests. I've read more than I am able to remember. I've learned that even if we are studying chapters 4-6, the assignment can very well be based off of chapters 32-69.
I've cried twice. Yelled at my computer hourly. Wanted to quit...nearly every day.
But, I'm following the age old advice of, "take it one day at a time." It's the only way I figure that I am going to survive. Some things have been easier than I expected. The assignments aren't hard by any means, there are just a lot of them. Some things are worse. The communication between professors and students is a little lacking, in my opinion.
I've said all along that if I can just make it through to Christmas without losing a kid, getting divorced or failing a class, then I will consider my first semester a success. So far, so good! ;) We'll see what the next 17 days bring, as we begin our clinicals...