I am just finishing up the last week of my second term in graduate nursing school. Well and truly in, too late to go back. I owe too much money now to quit, and have put in too much effort. Politics, role development for the advance practice nurse, pathophysiology, APA format (oh, yuck), evidence based practice. Lions and tigers and bears, oh my. I am definitely not in Kansas anymore! This is a whole new ballgame than regular Registered Nurse stuff.
Pathophysiology was interesting but very deep. The book weighed in at 8 1/2 pounds. Really, I actually weighed it on my Weight Watcher’s scale. Not that I actually use the scale anymore to watch my weight. Between working as a home health nurse and schoolwork, I have no time and energy to actually diet. The floopy will just have to stay until the diploma is in my hot, pudgy little hand.
Being in school again is kind of disconcerting. Here I am, at my age (although I am not the oldest in my class, believe it or not, there is a 60 something in class with me, bless her!), after years of experience under my belt, and again in the role of “beginner student”.
No longer an expert, just another newbie learning the ropes. This is going to be difficult to adjust to, but if you already know it all, learning is not possible. So, on with the freshman beanie (figuratively speaking only, thank God). I can do it.