The bar exam wasn't too bad -- I had gotten used to running to the bathroom to throw up, and I had a good supply of orange gatorade with me, which was one thing that helped. After the first two times, the nice monitors said "Dear, you'll do better if you don't get so nervous." When I told them I wasn't nervous but pregnant, they became very solicitous -- they would bring me cold washcloths and things.
And actually, it may have helped -- I *wasn't* nervous; I didn't have the energy to be nervous.
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Date: 2006-01-12 11:22 pm (UTC)And actually, it may have helped -- I *wasn't* nervous; I didn't have the energy to be nervous.