Year 2/Day 124

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Today was my last day of the semester.  I had 2 outcomes: pass with an incomplete or fail.  I failed.  But, I expected to at this point and I’ve accepted it.  So things are ok, well they will be ok.

I had to update my “Graduation Party Facebook event today…which sucked.  I received some really nice support from friends though.  Love them all!  And the next party will be bigger and badder!

 

Year 2/Day 119

Year 2 - Day 119

I have so many emotions right now…and I don’t know what to do with them all.

First, I’m mad at myself for failing this course.  Sure, no “official” word is in…but I’m pretty sure that’s what’s going to happen.  I have been so unmotivated lately that IF I could have pulled off a miracle and ace this test Sunday…I probably won’t now.  I’m also really depressed about failing.  I failed.  My worst nightmare come true.  I’ve said in the past that I don’t attempt things because I don’t want to fail.  I avoid failing at any cost…well, not now.  I’ve gone ahead and done what I’ve always been afraid of doing.  Yay…

Then there’s the frustration I feel towards the nursing program itself.  I’m not as upset at the school as other people are, but I usually blame myself before I’ll blame others.  So that’s not a big surprise to me.  I don’t feel like we’ve gotten the best education.  Especially for how much we pay for our education.  It’s ridiculous.  Ok, I get that the school was in trouble with the program when we first started.  Ok, we got the short end of the stick as they continually “improved” their program.  Ok, I understand that if we don’t pass these standardized tests we are less likely to pass the NCLEX on the first try.  OK.  But…where’s the understanding, no – where’s the forward thinking and communication for us as students to get the proper education that we need to pass these tests?  It is unjust of the school to fail this many A/B students based off ONE exam score.  If we didn’t deserve to graduate, if we weren’t ready, we should have been held back way before now.

Not three weeks before graduation!!

I’m also suddenly immersed with thoughts of quitting nursing school.  This is not the first time, but this is the most intense.  I’m sure these feelings are related to how difficult and time intensive the program is…and of course…I’m not going to quit.  But, it’s hard to ignore these feelings.  Instead of motivating myself to buckle down and study, I’m filled with thoughts of “I want my life back”.  Those thoughts are hard push aside.  I don’t feel like myself.  I’m not happy.  I need a break.  But I’m not sure I’ll get one (or a long enough one) within the next few months.  I know my “life will be better” after I graduate, pass the NCLEX, and get a job…but all I can focus on is the here and now.  I’m sad, I’m lonely, I’m tired, I’m fragile.

I was told today that the really fragile people don’t usually feel fragile, the just collapse under the pressure.  The fact that I “feel” fragile and question myself – makes me strong.  I like that.  It doesn’t make me feel any less fragile, but it gives me hope that I won’t turn into dust and disappear.

I may crack, I may fall to pieces,
but eventually…
My fractured self will heal and I’ll be whole again.

Meanwhile, I’ll continue to express myself and hope that one day this chapter will be over.

Year 2/Day 117

Year 2 - Day 117

When can I have my life back…?…

I want to play with fabric, hang out with friends, go to shows…

I’m done with this whole nursing thing.

Year 2/Days 100 – 112

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Hi.  It’s been awhile.

I debated about uploading a picture for each day and trying to “catch up” again…but this time it didn’t feel right.  Instead, I wanted to update in one post.  It’s simpler that way.  I need simple right now.  The past couple of weeks have been extremely stressful for me.  School is almost over and I’ve begun to stress out with all that I need to do before the semester ends.  So, to alleviate some of my stress, I decided to take time off from work and focus on studying.   OK, breathe.

The first hurdle was to get through 5 days of clinical/seminars in 1 week.  My last three clinical experiences were all in a row.  Saturday 12 hours, Sunday 12 hours, Monday 8 hours = 32 hours.  Luckily, these turned out to be great experiences and I was able to do a lot of hands on learning.  Which was nice because it made the time go by a lot faster.  I thanked my preceptor, spoke with my clinical instructor, and walked out of L&D thinking…this is it.  One step closer to graduation.  A couple of days later, I had a 2-day Critical Care Seminar which was very interesting.  The speaker was very animated and taught with excitement.  I really enjoyed that experience as well.  OK, breathe.

The next hurdle was to get through 3 days of exams.  With the first exam being what I affectionately call “The Big Monster”.  This was the dreaded HESI Exit Exam.  For those of you in nursing school, you know this is a beast.  It’s a live or die moment.  Not quite as severe as the NCLEX…but close.  That was to be followed by my Med-Surg final and an exam covering Trauma/Shock.

Well.  Shit.

Let me just go ahead and say it.  I failed.  Big time.  That “Monster” ate me up and spit me out like I was rotten milk.  My whole world was flipped upside down by one test score.  Needless to say, I drank heavily that night.  But not too heavily remember…because I have two more tests to take.  (Yay… …)  Fortunately the next two tests yielded much better results.  But back to my world spinning out of control.  The result of my failed exam is that I now have to essentially score “above average” on our last comprehensive exam in 12 days.  I have to manage to re-learn, comprehend, and remember all of the information we have learned over the past 3 years, and do so while answering NCLEX style questions.  And the real kicker is…I have to do all this…in order to get an “Incomplete” in the course instead of out right failing.  If I don’t pass this exam with the highest score possible, I fail the class.  I FAIL!  I’ve never failed a class.  Sure, I’ve dropped a couple of classes I “would have” failed when I was much younger…but actually failed?!!  NO.

OK, well you still have to breathe…

On a positive side, the results of my echocardiogram and Holter monitor are that I’m a healthy 32 year old woman with occasional early heartbeats.  Per the cardiologist, there doesn’t seem to be much to worry about at this time.  Follow up appointment has been scheduled for 1 year, and I’ll call if I have any new symptoms.  OK, breathe.

So now…I wait.  Study and wait.  If I get the score I need on the 6th, I’ll be able to retake the HESI in January.  And if I pass that exam the second time, I’ll be able to graduate.  If not, I have to retake the class.  This all really sucks…but I’m trying to stay positive and push through it.

will graduate with a BSN.  I will pass the NCLEX and become a RN.

Year 2/Day 89

Year 2 - Day 89

Another 12 hour day clinical day.  My preceptor wasn’t able to work today, so I followed another nurse.  She was very sweet and let me do a lot (which I appreciated).  Overall it was a pretty good day.

Year 2/Day 79

Year 2/Day 79

Tonight is a night to unload my brain.  I’m not seeking attention, I just need to figure things out and that’s what this blog is for me.  I know I have a lot of wonderful people who support and love me, and to those if you’re reading this…thank you, and I love you.

But, I’m sad.  I start crying when the smallest thing upsets me.

I’m stressed.  I start snapping when the littlest thing don’t go my way.

I’m tired.  I finally get a “good nights sleep” and wake up even more tired than before.

I’m overwhelmed.  I want to shut down and quit caring.

Yeah, yeah, I know…I’m working and in my last semester of nursing school.  It’s hard.  People tell me, “You’re almost there!”  Most days I can take that positively and think “You can do this Brandi, just push through.”  But some days, that’s the last thing I want to hear.  What if I can’t?  What if I don’t want to?

However, I can’t quit.  I know that.  I am so close to the end it would be stupid to quit now…and expensive.  But, I’m sad.  I’m stressed.  I’m tired.  I’m overwhelmed.

I’m depressed.  And then I get mad at myself for being depressed.  And then I cry.

I can’t concentrate when I finally do force myself to study and that frustrates me even more.  “Maybe I need a nap”…and then sleep alllllll night.  “I’ll do it tomorrow”…and then it’s the next day, then the next…

Basically, I’m a mess.  I want to pour freezing water over my head and wake myself out of this funk.  But I know it’s not that easy, and I know my life isn’t bad.  I understand that I have a lot to be grateful for and I am.  Nevertheless, the feelings still exist.  The doubts and frustrations and worries and expectations and pressures are intense and heavy.

I’ll get through it though, that I know.  I’m just walking down a very rocky, winding road without any shoes on and it hurts.  There’s a beautiful waterfall ahead…somewhere…that I’m sure of.

Year 2/Day 77

Year 2/Day 77

Blah.

Year 2/Day 62

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Two big things to talk about today.

First, clinical went really well yesterday but I-am-beat.  I didn’t realize how much a 12 hour shift would take out of me.  What really bothered me was the fact that it was dark when I went in and dark when I was headed home.  Blah.  Other than that though, it was great!  My nurse was covering triage, which I think was a great first day experience.  Also, I never knew L&D had it’s own triage.  Haha

Second, I’ve had to make drastic changes to my schedule.  This semester is taking a lot of my time and I just can’t work as much as I have been.  So now I’m only working 3 days a week, or 5 shifts.  Sucks money wise, but if I don’t pass this semester it doesn’t matter.

Year 2/Day 61

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First day of preceptorship in Labor and Delivery…eeks…

Let the 12 hours begin…

Year 2/Day 47

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I’ve noticed I haven’t been very talkative lately.  I guess things have just been rather busy, or else I’ve been behind on my days and “catching up”.

A lot is going on right now so I shouldn’t be surprised that I’m busy.  Let’s list everything for fun…

1) School.  Last semester of Nursing School!  That alone is enough to stress me out.  This one needs subcategories.
   a) Attending class two nights a week with occasional weekends
   b) Reading/studying material for class (which takes hours)
   c) NCLEX questions, questions, and more questions
   d) Preceptorship  (workload still to be determined)
   e) Graduation prep
2) Work.  Or should I say a delicate balancing act between working and taking time off to study while still making enough money to pay the bills.
3) Moving.  And all the stressors that come with moving (finding a place, packing, physical move, unpacking, money)
4) Health.  I’ve always struggled with my weight and now is no different.  I’ve joined a gym and I’m trying to add it to the schedule.
5) Relationships.  I’m also trying to be a good girlfriend as well as good friend during all this.  Now that Will’s schedule is different, it’s harder to spend time with him.  But it’s important, so I try to make as much time as I can.  Also, I’ve made some really good friends at work and I enjoy their company.

I’m sure I missing something, but that’s enough I think.  Please don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining.  That was not the point of this post.  I’m simply clearing my mind.  I love my life and those in it. 

But now…back to packing…

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