I made it. I seriously made it through my third week of nursing school. I can almost breath. The first week of school I felt like it was the first day of swimming lessons and I was thrown into the deep end without my floaties. I was floundering around and sinking fast. The second week, I had started a good dog paddle and was keeping my nose above the water. Today (Thursday, which I deemed ‘cry night’ in the previous post — I made it through the evening without crying), I feel like I’ve taken a couple of breast strokes and I could start to tread water a little bit.
This week was hands on; and due to HIPPA I won’t be able to share much…BUT it was GREAT!!
It’s been a good week. We start vital signs next week, so this should be interesting. I’m still waiting on the results of my first test we took this past Monday. One day at a time!! I sometimes feel like I’m stuck in the story about the little train that could…”I think I can, I think I can”.
Need to run…going to bed early to celebrate the end of week three and our three day weekend.