Honeymoon OVER

So I pretty much hate nursing school right now. Hell of an opening post after all this time, I know. Lol..
But for real. I am tired of studying so much, tired of feeling stupid at clinicals, tired of it. Actually, the book work and paperwork isn't so bad to me.
Sigh. Its an accelerated program, that's all. Our class is at the moment worse for the wear. We had or first class fight , for lack of a better term. It was basically front of class vs back of class, participators vs non-participators. Via facebook. Puh-lease. Juvenile bull shit from one girl. The only one on the class I totally do not trust.  That has simmered down.
Now we're all exhausted on the weekends because we have class and Healthy Aging clinic on Thursday, then have to go to Hospital-of-changing-Church-Affiliations on Thursday night to get patient assignment.  We spend two hours writing down everything relevant in their chart, all their meds, all their labs. Then we go home, do a med sheet on each med, and then a concept map on our patient. A glorified flow chart, really. Do that takes us to 12:30, or 1:00 if your lucky and your patient doesn't have 32 meds like Astronaut's did this week.
Clinicals start at 6:45 sharp at Hospital-of-changing-Church-Affiliations; be there ten minutes early.
Oh yeah, and we' ve got a Med Surg exam and pharm exam every Monday. Phew.
My patient this week had acute delirium. And lots of heart probs.  no one on a regular floor likes or wants anything to do with a crazy patient. Well, I like psych, so I was good with it. But at the end of a good day, I hated it.
I've thought about that all weekend, and I * think* it is because it was boring. Gave three meds and the rest of the day was patient care tech stuff. A freaking important job, but not why I'm in school learning about assessment and delegation. Sigh
I know, crawl before walking.
I was able to get my patient in a more lucid state by talking with her, bathing her, and brushing her poor matted hair. So funny, girls are girls, even when delirious, and she loved getting all dolled up. Which amounted to a bath, hair brushing, and getting the dried blood out from under her nails. Oh yeah, forgot to say, she was in wrist restraints  due to pulling out her IVs.  with a stage two pressure ulcer.
Sigh.
A doctor hit me with a random act of meanness, too. Said "yall are going to have to move (from nurses area station!) because I've got to make rounds."
Really?
Without missing a beat, I got up, and said " Have a seat." I guess I was so stunned at what a prick out of nowhere he was being, my speaking-filter just turned off.
People are pricks because they are allowed to be, jussayin.
Going to go read some of my fav nursing blogs and go to sleep now.

Ready to be done

I am SO ready to get down the road 7 months to the part where I know what the hell I'm doing and am done with bring a student.
More details to follow.
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