IshayaRN

As roughly…6 weeks away from being officially halfway finished with nursing school(madness!), I found myself extraordinarially stressed today. We had a big exam followed by a day of difficult, frustrating, and sometimes boring class. We have a big assignment due Friday, and frankly people were crying in the hallways. The breakdown has come and mine began tonight when I could NOT get the mediasite for a lecture we’re quizzed on tomorrow to play without skipping. A 1 hour lecture took 3.5 hours and I started crying into my wine glass.

After finally getting myself somewhat together, I found myself thinking in the shower. There is no way to REALLY have prepared for nursing school-it is as rough and demanding both physically, mentally, and emotionally as everyone says), however there is a way to survive it. 

I kind of did this via the starting of this blog, but all soon to be starting nursing students out there:

I want you to write a letter to yourself now. Nothing super fancy-unless you want-but in it, I want you to write about how you feel right now going into school(excited? a little nervous?). I want you to write about why you want to be a nurse and what type of nursing you want to do/interests you. 

Then promise me something. Every night you have like tonight(there aren’t many, but there will be some), please pull out your letter and remind yourself exactly why nursing matters to you. 

Had my first real nurse experience on my international flight today. A woman had passed out and people were gathering. I got out of my seat as they were shooing excess people away and said that I was a nurse if they needed help. I gave oxygen, got cold compresses and water, took a blood pressure, and prepped for an IV (she ended up not needing it). It was kind of awesome to feel useful and to help in a crisis. Flight attendant gave me a bottle of red wine for helping too. Crazy day.

1) Ultimate Cure for Bad Breath

“I had a patient one time drink a whole gallon of Tide laundry detergent in an effort to ‘kill Satan’s baby that I’ve been pregnant with for 2 years.’ I was able to keep my composure the whole time we were taking her to the hospital, but every time she started talking, you’d see bubbles in her mouth. I held my composure through that, but then she vomited, and that’s when I lost it, it was seriously like a kids toy, bubbles everywhere. The ambulance didn’t even smell like vomit, [it] smelled like Tide Springtime Fresh.”via Reddit/muzz3256

2) Congratulations! It’s a…….oh.

My mom’s a paramedic and dinner conversations are usually interesting. She had one partner that just seemed to attract all the crazy calls…

“They get a call for a woman in labor, not quite full term, but close. When they get there she’s already spread out saying she has to push. They never even had a chance to get her on a stretcher. Delivering babies isn’t that unusual for paramedics but this didn’t go as planned. After five or so minutes of straining and groaning and pushing with my mom at her head and her partner on the business end they had a successful delivery … of an approximately ten pound turd right into Pat’s hands. Seems she’d been constipated for ages and not done anything about it. When the time finally came she mistook the stomach cramps for labor.”via Reddit/shiseido_red