The moment we left the farm last Sunday after chicken day my focus became passing my pharmacy test. When I started my new job in a March, I knew I had to pass this test to keep my job. 6 months flew by and I decided I would just take it, ready or not.
Boomer and Madigan were on their own for food. I had chili and spaghetti sauce in the freezer, pizza crust were baked so when I got home at night, I would have time to study. After giving everyone a hug, I would really just study. No tv, maybe 5 min of Facebook. I lived on jalapeño cheese bread and baloney sandwiches.
Yesterday I took my test and passed, Thankfully! I felt good about my answers, but knew I had missed about 8 answers out of 50. I work in a retail pharmacy so flow rates, or which ventilation hood, vertical or horizontal, do you use to mix chemo drugs are not things I know. Once I hit finish, I knew my fate was sealed…I either have to study two more weeks or I have passed and I get to keep my job.
i could have kissed the woman who told me I passed. So how does one celebrate? If you are me spend the day in the kitchen making a ham dinner!