blargh
Aside from feeling like I'm having an AMI, things are going steadily. Saying things are going steadily really gives the false impression of control, but saying things are "good" would miss the mark.
I mean, I really enjoyed taking care of children instead of adults on Thursday... but is it good that the children I worked with are as young as 18months old and enrolled in hospice because they have cancer? I loved holding babies and rocking them in the slower minutes between assessments, but is it good that they're there to hold because they were born addicted to narcotics? not really. it would be weird to say that things are good. not to mention that pulling two 14hr days this week really left me with zero time to get the work done that needs doing...
anyway. things are moving along. I have 3 tabs open right now:
"Update Journal"
"YouTube- Very Excited Pug"
"Acute Myocardial Infarction"
I reckon that about sums up my life.
I'm trying not to think too much right now because I don't have the time to really process all the weird "am-I-back-in-ninth-grade" feelings that have been riled up lately.
pediatrics is going to be emotionally challenging. maternity is going to be gastrointestinally challenging. jesus christ. there is a BUCKET of placentas (individually wrapped) in the soiled utility room at DHMC.
Please, the next Monday you are considering how bad/busy your life is, just remember that I'm pulling a 16 hour day on a floor with a bucket of placentas. It may not make your life better or easier, but at least you dont have to worry about a bucket of placentas. And shit, that's something.
I have 3 externships to apply for. DHMC, Wentworth-Douglas, Exeter. If I don't get any of them there's always LNA or LPN work to be done.
ps. in 16 weeks I'll be an LPN, a licensed practicing nurse. in 16 weeks I'll be a legitimate nurse. I will most likely make you address me as Nurse Kim. Expect it.
pps. in 16 months I'll be an RN. this isn't something we're going to discuss.
I mean, I really enjoyed taking care of children instead of adults on Thursday... but is it good that the children I worked with are as young as 18months old and enrolled in hospice because they have cancer? I loved holding babies and rocking them in the slower minutes between assessments, but is it good that they're there to hold because they were born addicted to narcotics? not really. it would be weird to say that things are good. not to mention that pulling two 14hr days this week really left me with zero time to get the work done that needs doing...
anyway. things are moving along. I have 3 tabs open right now:
"Update Journal"
"YouTube- Very Excited Pug"
"Acute Myocardial Infarction"
I reckon that about sums up my life.
I'm trying not to think too much right now because I don't have the time to really process all the weird "am-I-back-in-ninth-grade" feelings that have been riled up lately.
pediatrics is going to be emotionally challenging. maternity is going to be gastrointestinally challenging. jesus christ. there is a BUCKET of placentas (individually wrapped) in the soiled utility room at DHMC.
Please, the next Monday you are considering how bad/busy your life is, just remember that I'm pulling a 16 hour day on a floor with a bucket of placentas. It may not make your life better or easier, but at least you dont have to worry about a bucket of placentas. And shit, that's something.
I have 3 externships to apply for. DHMC, Wentworth-Douglas, Exeter. If I don't get any of them there's always LNA or LPN work to be done.
ps. in 16 weeks I'll be an LPN, a licensed practicing nurse. in 16 weeks I'll be a legitimate nurse. I will most likely make you address me as Nurse Kim. Expect it.
pps. in 16 months I'll be an RN. this isn't something we're going to discuss.