So I took off work yesterday, because I was worried I wouldn’t be functional come evening class/test time after putting in a full day at work. (I should have taken today off as well because I’ve accomplished precious little at work save blowing my nose and smearing neosporin on my hot-pink little nostrils) As such I had to arrive at school early to print out all my pages before class.
While in the computer lab, I was sitting next to a clinical classmate. I’ve decided he’s someone good to hang out with because, like me, he plans on getting a masters after finishing his RN. These two girls came in and sat down next to him, they’re both in their last semester of our nursing program. (We both drooled with jealousy when they mentioned they have only 3 weeks till graduation). I wasn’t able to hear a lot of what they were telling my classmate because we had to whisper but they were trying hard to reassure us both that we too would be done before we knew it. The one girl proudly proclaimed that she was living proof of “C=RN“, amusing, but not something I would be bragging about. While I’ve all but given up on getting an A, my whole goal is ultimately to not have to sweat about getting into whichever masters program I decide to pursue.
Unfortunately, they also let slip that the paperwork only piles up from here on out. Wooooonderful. I’m about 3 weeks behind on my drug cards as it is. Shh, don’t tell!
Perhaps the best piece of news they shared was that they too felt like they had learned nothing until they started their last semester practical. Both my friend and I were glad to hear them say that because we’ve all commented on more than one occasion, that other than washing body parts in the correct order during a bed bath, we feel like we would be completely unable to provide safe care to a patient. They both said they felt like they learned more in their first three days on the job than they did the entire nursing program. I suppose that’s both good news and bad news. I’m glad to know that there is hope that someday I might actually FEEL like a nurse. I also feel that sort of reinforces my decision to accept admission to the shorter nursing program (I was also accepted to a nursing program that has a slightly more “thorough” reputation but is also 1.5 years longer, I ultimately chose the shorter program for both financial and time considerations) After a lot of thought I decided (true or not) that a lot of nursing is “on the job” learning anyway, so the sooner you start actually working as a nurse the better. Theory is a necessary part of learning, but the first semester of nursing school is positively drowning in theory…. and skills are important too.
The good news (gosh, I intended this to be a short post! I’m going to have to stick to bulleted outline form next time!) is that I got a 19.5/20 on my nutrition test. What happened to my half point?! Ahhh, well, can’t win ’em all ;)… I’ve got a pretty solid B, our final is in about 3 weeks, but I think unless something completely drastic or unexpected happens I’ll probably get a B for the semester. (Drastic meaning, failing the next few tests and the final… unlikely -or- Unexpected meaning, getting 100% on the rest of the tests AND the final… equally unlikely)
Alright, back to blowing my nose… errr… I mean work.