The last semester of nursing school is really hard. I am only two weeks into it and I am already so overwhelmed by all the work. Yesterday I had a twelve hour clinical in the ER. When I got to the hospital it was absolutely pouring down rain. I had to practically swim across the parking lot. So when I got inside I was soaked. My shoes (and socks) stayed at a nice squishy consistency for the full twelve hours that I was there. Sweet. And I missed lunch. The cafeteria closes at one and nobody told me. I have clinicals at a new hospital that I have never had clinicals at before, so there was no way of me knowing that lunch was no longer available after one o’clock. I got mad at my nurse preceptor (probably not the best idea) for not telling me. So I grabbed my snack of a granola bar and an orange and I got to the lobby to sit down and eat before I burst into tears. Food is important to me people. Especially when I have squishy shoes and am working a twelve hour shift in an ER where I feel like I’m just in everybody’s way. I talked myself down from my near emotional breakdown by saying things in my mind like “this is so not a big deal” and “he didn’t notice that you were about to cry, he was too busy flirting with that cute PA”. I didn’t cry. Wow was I proud of myself.
So today I took the day off from all things school. I feel refreshed and am ready to start again with the madness on Monday.
