OB Exam

Well everyone, I finally did it. I took the pivotal test yesterday; the Obstetrics and Gynecology test that determined whether or not I would be a registered sonographer. I arrived an hour and a half early- just for precaution's sake. I was admitted immediately to the exam area; a small private room, apart from the large and very full exam room, due to the disease I exploited (see previous blog). There I sat with my glucometer out (I had to make it look like I was using it a lot) and a snack blend I created to optimize brain function. The test was long and not-so-easy but the horrible part was all of the pictures. They must have all been at least 15years old and poorly taken, to boot! I checked my answers over again and again, finished my snack mix and began the long journey to the front desk. Naturally, there was a man waiting there already to register for his test. I waited and expected the worst. Then, mid sentence the lady stopped and removed two papers from the printer. She told the man she would finish up with him in just a moment and then her cold gaze fell on me. She asked if I would follow her into the other room. This had never happened before, in all my testing experience. I was shocked. It was THAT bad? She thought I was going to break down and bawl, didn't she? I was going to break down and bawl, wasn't I? It was in this moment of self-reflection that I grew my first, second and third ulcers. I was going to try and reach four so I could catch up with my sister, but by this time we had entered the little room and she told me I passed! I then proposed marriage, to which she respectfully declined, and promptly exited the room.
So there you have it! I passed! I am now, officially, Allison Whittle RDMS!