Today marks the end of the week-long introduction to my new life as a nursing student. It’s going to be a lot different from now on. It’s more than just the end of MWF or TTH classes in favor of once-a-week, three-hour lectures or that procrastination is verboten less I fail miserably.
It’s a couple hundred pages of reading a week, 8 AM or earlier classes almost every weekday, and constant studying for that dosage calculation test or health assessment or skills demonstration. And I am not complaining. This is what it takes to be a better-than-competent nurse. Here’s my books for the semester (minus a couple I don't have yet):
My classmates and I are already in the swing of things though. Last week, an instructor asked, “Have y’all heard about critical thinking?” The whole class laughed. We'd heard that constantly for a couple days. Just following doctors' orders is for losers.