Ten More

Ten more clinical days. Then finals.

and BAM!

Graduation.

I can handle 4 more weeks.

The early wake ups are exhausting, thank goodness for naps.

It feels like there is this big blank void after Aug. 14.

Only the shadow knows what will happen then.............

I've been in school for four years....I won't know what to do if I have nothing to study for.

Time to move to a different stage of life.

Tell me your thoughts about this change. :)

MOTHER (biting my tongue hard!)

My spouse needs a job. He's been out of work for over 7 months now.

Soon, I will be locked up in a rubber room at the Institute for the Criminally Insane.

He's always here. When I go to clinical. When I come home. Every darn day.

I'm having fantasies of getting a humongous box, drugging him with Xanax, putting him in said box then Fed-Exing him back to his mother!!!! (This is the lest violent of my imaginative thoughts)

I've been working extremely hard for the past year in the boot camp they call nursing school. That place where they layer new heapings of stress upon you every single day. He thinks I should still be doing the grocery shopping......

Say, WHAT the hell?

Let me repeat myself~I'm in nursing school fulltime, he's unemployed and I should stop by the store at 10p.m. on my way home from clinical cuz I'm so energized after spending 6-9 hours at the hospital.

Another fantasy includes tomahawk throwing against a backdrop with said spouse tied to backdrop ala Johnnie Carson.

He will never get it.

I thought maybe he could be re-educated now I fear that is an impossible task for a man with no empathy. A man who shows eight hundred times more affection to the puppy than he ever did to me.

I am sitting here wondering why my head has not literally exploded.

Thanks for letting me vent, whine, whinge, whatever you'd like to label it.

How was your day?

If I Only Had a Brain...

I've had the song from the Wizard of Oz on my head for the past hour or so. It reminds me of the Pupples. Sometimes he is silly, sometimes he needs a clue.(Hmmm, sounds like other men in my life)

I aced my patient presentation/project. YEEHAW. I was up until 12:30a.m. finishing up. Worth it except for waking up at 6 freaking a.m. This days schedule is exhausting me.

For my age, I feel really good about my learning capacity and my observations about my project patient. I caught some aspects of his multifactorial diagnoses no one else had observed.

The facility I have 3 days left in is very nice to nursing students and are kind enough to explain policies, procedures, etc. very thoroughly. They do not get annoyed when we have questions either!

Since we're at a psych facility I feel more comfortable as psych is a subject I love and one that comes easily to me. I have seen some behaviors I had never seen before. Not to sound voyeuristic, but it's fascinating.

Because patients wear street clothes and this facility is "their home", I am still working on learning names, rooms, simple diagnoses, and repeating behaviors. It's like a moving jog saw puzzle with several pieces missing. LOL.

Tomorrow I will taught how to do medicaid assessments. woo frickin' hoo. Not my favorite thing, I think I'll live.

My favorite thing is giving shots. I love shots. Cuz I'm twisted like that, muahahahaha.

Sunday Nursing School Blues

Is it too much to ask to wish my spouse would theoretically treat me this way?

Please forgive my whining, I feel so alone when it comes to the stress that come with nursing school especially at my age with 2 sons and other stressors.

Thanks for reading!!

You've Got A Friend

When your down and troubled

And you need a helping handAnd nothing, whoa nothing is going right.

Close your eyes and think of me

And soon I will be there

To brighten up even your darkest nights.

You just call out my name,

And you know whereever I amI'll come running, oh yeah babyTo see you again.

Winter, spring , summer, or fall,

All you have to do is call

And I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.

You've got a freind.

If the sky above you

Should turn dark and full of clouds

And that old north wind should begin to blow

Keep your head together and call my name out loud

And soon I will be knocking upon your door.

You just call out my name

and you know where ever I amI'll come running to see you

Winter, Spring, summer or fall

All you got to do is callAnd I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey, ain't it good to know that you've got a friend?

People can be so cold.

They'll hurt you and desert you.

Well they'll take your soul if you let them.

Oh yeah, but don't you let them.

You just call out my name and you know wherever I amI'll come running to see you again.

Oh babe, don't you know that,

Winter Spring summer or fall,

Hey now, all you've got to do is call.

Lord, I'll be there, yes I will.

You've got a friend.You've got a friend.

Ain't it good to know you've got a friend.

Ain't it good to know you've got a friend.

You've got a friend.

Mean Mom

Oh yeah baby, I am the meanest mom on earth. And proud of it.

I made the 20yo take HIS puppy with him when he went out tonight. That cute lil Pupples has been biting us all.

Jaws goes after feet. He wants to bite hands and arms. We are all trying to discipline by gently holding his mouth closed and saying NO sternly. Lil sucker keeps on biting.

I sicced him on his owner. Muahahahahahah.

20yo shot me evil look. Like I care? nuh uh, grow up son.

Yesterday was intriguing. Every psych resident has their own quirks and it is educational trying to figure out the best approaches.

Since the staff and residents wear street clothes, only the CNAs wear scrubs, I find it hard to tell who is staff and who is not. Some residents are obvious. Some, not so much.

Kinda sounds like society doesn't it?

The Pupples

Cute and saucy lil sucker, isn't he?

Not So Quiet

Ahhhhhhhhh, Psych peeps.

To be honest today was funny, interesting, heart-tugging, and very noisy when several residents made fire trucks sound like toys.

One female pt. would have been an amazing car alarm. Could have scared off any potential punk with her expression of anger mixed with distress.

I was with one of the meds nurses today. Funny, sarcastic, very fast, and quite good at his job and at explaining everything to me. I love nurses who love to teach!!

Amazing the devastation mental illness can cause in some one's life.

I could see the ravages on certain faces today. Made me glad that so far my biggest mental issue has been depression. Functional depression at that.

There are several cats that roam through. I could have mainlined some benadryl because my allergies were acting up. Just took my oral benedryl which helped enough.

It's a smidge claustrophobic at the facility. Built long ago and very short on space. No alone time whatsoever. Cool with me.

My biggest challenge was trying to figure out who was who. Nurses, patients, and administration wear street clothes and small name tags on staff. CNA's wore scrubs. I can id maybe 4 patients from today. By time I get everyone memorized we'll be off to another clinical site.

C'est la vie.

How was your day?