I walked into class on Monday morning knowing that it was going to be hard work, but was unprepared for everything that hit me in the face. I’m a planner, I like to know what’s going on and when. We were in class for an hour and a-half when we were informed that instead of going home (or to work in my case) at 12:00, we would be class till 3:00 pm. We received three syllabus that were about three inches thick (each) ~ it made me feel like I would be riding a silly-bus soon. :) It was VERY overwhelming and stressful. I wanted to either run from the room screaming, or ball up in the fetal position and cry while rocking back and forth.
Tuesday we started practice/hands on of our skills, we went over all our information and did ‘in class peer teaching’. Thursday, we showed up for a skills lab on how to wash our hands and wear our PPE (personal protection equipment). We kicked the class off with a pop-quiz over our information we covered in class on Tuesday; then practiced with a peer with our PPE…then we did a peer check-off on our PPE, then went before an instructor to wash our hands in the PROPER way. I passed!!
I survived my first week. I’m still a little overwhelmed, I don’t know what direction to really go. How to get organized enough to do the work for three classes that all are correlated, yet separate. I’ll do nothing but homework/reading for the next for months. I have three semesters and 15 weeks to go!! :)
It’s been a good experience so far…just need to find myself in all the craziness.
Gotta run…time to go read. I’ve wasted enough time!!!