Tales of a Big City Hospital Nurse

My life as a wife, mother, and nurse.

Friday, July 14, 2006

The part where I complain about being a poor struggling nursing student....

Or a very good reason to study as hard as I can......

I can't wait to finish school. I can't wait to get a job that pays well. I am tired of always struggling.

I stood in my kitchen last night crying, because I want to go to Vegas so badly, and I can't afford it. The friends I want to go with are leaving in 3 weeks. Instead, I got to pay another semester's tuition, and for books.

I know that my education is of the utmost importance at this time. I have 1 semester and 6 weeks of leadership to go, and I will be done. I will have that job I have wanted and worked for so long. Then I will be able to go to Vegas, and Canada, and all those other places I want to visit. I wonder if there is a travel nurse position in Vegas. Ooooh, too dangerous to think about.

My psychiatric rotation is coming to an end. I have hated every second of it. I know for sure that it takes a special kind of nurse to do that for a living. I am just not that special.

Next up.....advanced med-surg. I am looking forward to it, and terrified at the same time. We have not even done a vital sign or bp in nearly a year, and now we will be jumping into IVs, NG's and all sorts of things. God help me get through this one.

W. :)

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