Monday, April 7, 2008

The Real Nursing School Experience

This semester is eating me alive. The typical non-clinical day has me reading several hundred pages, reviewing notes, taking practice NCLEX questions and trying to get assignments done all the while attending lectures. Clinical days mean setting the alarm for God's wakeup call, hopping into that fabulous uniform and getting to the hospital before your clinical instructor asks where you are (because being early isn't enough). Then it is full day of either overwhelming client care or an underwhelming experience in which you need to keep yourself busy. Follow all of that up with 3 hours of paperwork so that you can put your feet up and be ready to do it all over the next day.

Yeah - I'd say that describes my week. Now I want to include the following additions:
  • The failing grade on any test is 79% and you freak out when you get an 85%
  • It is tough watching those you like struggle hard and there's only so much you can do for them
  • It's even tougher to watch those that have the intellect of a retarded sheep have their praises sung by your myopic instructor all the while ignoring the true talent in the class.
  • You spend all weekend trying to figure out why a certain instructor makes it seem that she hates your guts and then you realize... it's not just you - it is everyone who doesn't fit her "Barbie Perfect" world.
That in a nutshell is what my life is like at the moment. For all the Pollyanna's out there - yes I am being negative. This is an outlet so that I can put on the front and play nice today and not explode into a puddle of whatever is left after you explode.

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