It's the first day of classes, and I'm none too excited. I very much like being lazy, but nursing school gets in the way of that sometimes. More will follow later, but for now, it's off to class!
One day I woke up and realized I'm not a baby nurse anymore. I'm not even a young nurse. I'm a real adult who has now been doing this for years, and I'm definitely expected to know what I'm doing at all times. And that's fucking terrifying.