And so it begins.

This story was originally published on my vet school blog, “Wet Cleanup on Aisle 5.” I still have nightmares about vet school.

Not vet school–that isn’t for another two weeks. Nope, I’m talking about the vet school nightmares, those of the naked-in-class-forgot-to-study variety.

Last night I had my first, and hopefully last, of these lovely dreams.

Mine went something like this:

My anatomy lab partner and I went into the lab late one night to work on our dog dissection. For some reason, our dog had been cryogenically frozen while still alive, so when we took her out to dissect her, she started to wake up as she thawed!

Thinking quickly, my lab partner decided to cut her jugular vein, which proceeded to flop around, cartoon-style, like a garden hose on full blast when no one’s holding it. We were both covered in blood. Lovely. But we had a lot to do, so we ignored the blood and worked late into the night.

Lo and behold, our first anatomy exam was the next day. Because I’d been in the lab so late, I didn’t manage to look at the study guide until right before the test. The study guide included an entire year’s worth of material, and I recognized about three words on it. Great.

When I went in to take the test, there were various stations set up, each of which had a note card with a question on it. Instead of writing my answers on my answer sheet, I managed to write all my answers on the cards, for everyone else to see. Really, this dream was not going well.

Fortunately, I was spared further humiliation because I woke up at that point.

Egads. Let’s hope there are no more of these…