It feels great!

So it's only day three of the new semester, and already I'm exhaused! Preclinical the very first day of classes caught me a little off guard, and then having to take care of a patient on tuesday after six weeks off was intimidating for sure. On top of that, I've got a clinical prof who is well known as being extremely hard and demanding. Fair, but hard.

So my patient was doing relatively well, and I'm bumping along doing what I have to do last night. I thought that I did average in clinical, especially since I made a big boo boo and was explaining a medication to my pt...and gave him incorrect info. Go me. Anyway, I made it though the night and came on home.

Today I had to finish up my care plan to hand it in, and I'm walking towards the computer lab on campus. I bumped into my professor from last semester, and she goes, "I heard you did very well in clinical, good job." I sort of blushed and smiled, and she goes "really! I wouldn't kid about that!"

I am almost positive she wasn't talking about last semester, which can only mean she was talking about this semester. Which is AMAZING. It means that I impressed Green, which is beyond fantastic! I don't want to sound needy, but...I LOVE encouragement like that! Heck yes! I'm not a nursing failure!

So even though this semester will be crappily hard, I think I'll be okay. The teachers are talking about me. And they're saying good things. Woo!

Welcome back!

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!

A little bit of home

Sometimes global warming can be nice! The slightly warmer weather made for some great sunsets near where I used to live with my parents, so I thought I'd post a couple of pictures to show it off.

This first one is just a few random trees...I normally don't like leaf-less trees, but in this case they're okay.











And this one to the right is a few of the many wonderful chicken houses that grace our county. Sometimes on a hot and sticky summer day, if the wind blows just right, I can smell them at the house. While that may sound gross to some, over the years I've gotten used to the smell, and it kind of makes it feel like home.

Besides, here in Small Town we've got a chicken processing plant, and I'll take live chicken farm smell over processed poultry smell any day.