Advice

My best advice to someone who wants to pursue nursing school, is to take a good anatomy & physiology class, and a good pharmacology class. They will both help SO much. Everything is built upon those 2 core classes. That, and you must love wonderfully grouchy patients, poop, and running.

I also love...

Endorphines, sea salt, being done with clinicals, my blue pajamas with pink cars and Christmas trees on them, rosemary tea from Korea, my little sister's strange cooking, listening to heart sounds, showering (it's a luxury anymore), Thursday evenings, the look on people's face when I tell them I go to a particular university, letters from my Granny in the mail, nonprofit organizations, being thankful, smiles.

Whenever my self-esteem is low...

I'm just going to remind myself that atleast I have all of my parietal lobe, don't call people the wrong name, touch hot young girls, eat sugar packets, or hang out with Robert E Lee (yes, the dead one).

Psych cracks me up!

No one should ever die alone. No matter who they have hurt, what they have done, it doesn't matter.

I just wonder where people are when people they love are dying. They are someone' mom, someone's daughter, someone's wife. Where are the people they love and love them back? Everyone has someone. Someone who loves them or they love. Even the worse criminal.

I hope you die in peace, and I hope you die with someone by your side. It broke my heart to leave. I don't even know you, but I want to be there and hold your hand.

I held it together during clinical, and then I got in the car and heard some sappy love song on the radio and I cried the whole way home.

This kind of nursing is so not for me.

I will always think of the pysch unit...

When I hear Aretha Franklin's "Respect" :)

A bit discouraged

I think the whole point of nursing school is to make you feel like you're going insane, humiliate you, break you, build you back up, make you feel twice as bad as you were before, cause you to become a caffiene and SSRI dependant insomniac, and possibly even give you gray hair.

I don't know if I can take two more years of this.

P.S.- I think my clinical instructor is bipolar.