Is Blogging for Me?
Isn’t part of the responsibility of writing a blog, actually posting to it on a regular/semi-regular basis. Ugh.
Forgive me blog, for I have sinned. It’s been TWO YEARS, since my last post.
Really?
I dust myself off and start all over again. At least until school starts again.
Recap: I was accepted to the Nursing school of my choice and am a Level II Nursing student. I have a little more than one year to complete, before sitting for the NCLEX (Nursing Boards). School has kicked my tail. It’s infinitely more difficult and emotion-draining than anything I’ve ever done, including being laid off.
School work is challenging at best, crippling at worst, which is most of the time. However, I feel right at home in the clinical setting, because it feels like “going to work.” As someone who worked professionally for almost 20 years, I was able to slip right back into my work self. It was liberating. Not only was I no longer in charge (supervisor), I was in a strict learning capacity – keeping my mouth closed and eyes and ears open. No sweat.
My Nurse Preceptors were outstanding. They were giving mentors who not only shared their personal experiences with me, but challenged me during routine assessments to think holistically about my patients. Yes, there were people who were clearly suffering from job burnout. But, given my age/work experience, I was able to avoid them. Some of my younger/less experienced fellow students were not, and felt almost shy or embarrassed to report their feeling to our instructor. Not I. School costs entire too much. If someone is not “wired to teach,” they don’t deserve my time, as a student.
The semester ended a couple of weeks ago! My time, for the next couple of months is my own, again! The first thing I did was read “Bear Meets Girl,” by Shelly Laurenston and “On the Prowl,” by Christine Warren – two contemporary paranormal romances, I’d pre-ordered, then watch as dust began to collect on them, on my bookshelf. I devoured both in about three days, and have a bunch more, including the “50 Shades of Grey” trilogy, on my to-be-read list.
I will have more time to devote to my, sadly overlooked, Zumba playlists for my classes. My students deserve some newer routines, and I’m prepared to deliver!