Gigs the early bedtime thing, it depends on the night. I napped Sunday afternoon, but haven’t since. The first 2 nights, I got to sleep at a reasonable hour. Last night not so much. I wasn’t tired cuz I barely did anything all day yesterday, I had no classes. So when I tried to fall asleep it took hours of tossing and turning. Not ideal right before a day long clinical. Oh and you’d probably be proud to hear that I’m cutting down on my sweet tea habit. I used to drink it at every meal, sometimes multiple glasses per meal, and now I limit myself to one glass of sweet tea per day (and never after lunch). I’ve been drinking water as my mealtime drink otherwise.
So I had a decent first day of clinical. My day went as follows: I had 1.5 cups of coffee and some oatmeal, discovered that my powder creamer is gross af, went to clinical at 8 am (later start for orientation), mostly did paperwork at my school, discovered my spotting was increasing during lunch break and threw in a tampon, did computer training, went to the floor and saw where stuff was, got a headache, got out at 5:30 (early release for orientation), realized I had 1/8 tank of gas, my phone died on the way home while I was using the GPS because my charger needs replacing (luckily I’d seen what exit I needed and I knew where to go from there), got gas, bought real creamer from the grocery store, was blessed with the last parking spot at the tiny lot for my building (otherwise I would’ve had to walk from a much further lot), and made it to dinner.
So right now I’m eating a tuna melt wrap, hoping my headache will go away. But I survived the day, so I’m happy. I’m alive, that’s enough right now. The instructor seems very nice, she is not very intimidating and has a welcoming and kind presence, whereas the previous instructor had a very intimidating presence. I’m excited to work with her. I have mixed feelings about working on the unit I’ve been assigned to because most of the patients are obese and transferring them will be very difficult compared to the skinny old ladies and men from the nursing home. It unfortunately makes many things more difficult, from transferring to bathing to catheterization. I hope that doesn’t come off as me fat-shaming the patients, because it’s certainly not meant that way and I don’t judge people based on their weight, it’s solely about the technical difficulty of the situation. Anyway, I’m excited to learn IVs and stuff and do more nursing stuff. We’ll be charting our assessments and vitals and helping give meds. We’ll have a mix of oncology, respiratory, surgical, palliative, overdose, and attempted suicide patients. The instructor said she doesn’t put us with suicide patients at least for the first few weeks because it’s a lot to handle. I can see why.
someone still needs to get sorted out in this living room...
you survived the first term and isn't that the one where they "sort out the weak"?!
