Mad Scribblings From the Life of a Middle-Aged New Nurse
As we begin to wind down this semester, I am still surviving. Moreover, I have become increasingly certain that I have found my calling: Cardiac. I love cardiac medicine. I love it. Have I mentioned that I love it? I really do. The rest of the class sits in lecture baffled, and I'm eating up... Continue Reading →
I am so damn tired. All the color has drained out of my life, and I feel like a shadow of whatever the hell I used to be. I enjoy nothing least of all medicine. The only thing I look forward to every day is going home and sleeping. I used to love medicine. The... Continue Reading →
I have written about my fellow nursing student, Shy Susan, before -- the ultra-shy girl from Guatemala who is nice but isn't exactly the sharpest tool in the shed. I have been partnered with her in Lab and she is also in my clinical, so I have had the misfortune of seeing her work up... Continue Reading →
This weekend, photos popped up on Facebook in a friend's folder entitled "Date Night" featuring photos of Bob and Tracy out on a couples date with her best friend and the friend's fiance. Plenty of photos of Tracy, looking boringly beautiful as always. Like Catherine Zeta-Jones, but a lot less interesting. Gorgeous high cheekbones, sleek... Continue Reading →
I have reached the mid-point in my penultimate semester of Nursing School. I failed Exam 2, but only by 0.45 points. I still have time to recover from that bad grade. Somehow, I'm comfortable with failure. WHY? It feels as if all the color has drained from my life. I just keep my head above... Continue Reading →
Never in the ever-so-long existence of my life have I exposed to so many penises since I've been in health care. It's the nature of the beast I suppose. We see patients at their most vulnerable which means pee, poop, and genitalia. We see you in areas it takes three mirrors to see. And right... Continue Reading →
This week I did an ER rotation. Keep in mind, this is only my fourth week on the floor of the hospital this year. The good news is I didn't totally flounder. I'm sure I looked like a nincompoop most of the time following my poor preceptor around the ER like a puppy on a... Continue Reading →
Nursing school is about 1/3 done for the semester. I passed my first exam -- not spectacularly, but managed to squeeze a B out of it. Considering I barely studied, I'd say that was pretty decent. I really do need to apply myself more. If I did, I'd bet I could squeak an A out... Continue Reading →
I feel that I have not been a terribly nice person lately. I have been short tempered and a bit rude. And angry. Very angry. It's starting to crack my normally chill demeanor. Welcome to Nursing School!! Monday was my clinical day. I'm never thrilled about clinicals for a number of reasons, but particularly during... Continue Reading →
My summation of my first week of school: I loathe this (mostly). I have become super cranky this week and have come to the conclusion that I'm way too old for this bullshit. I hate everybody and everything. And I really need a nap. In the good news department, by-and-large, I like my two teachers.... Continue Reading →
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