This is one of the hardest tasks that I have taken on in some years willingly. Motherhood is something else…..,but this comes in at a close second. What am I talking about you ask? Nursing school.
Now , not to brag or whatever…..but I’m not a Joe blow just trying to pass, I pride myself on living to read and learn. Yes, I was born and partially raised in the “hood” you may say, but guess what? The hood does contain smart, talented, and over achieving African Americans. (It’s crazy that I have to address the stereotypes of this world. Ridiculous). So with that being said, I was in honor/advanced classes most of my school career, and so a rigorous RN program did not scare me. I should have been scared. Very afraid. I’m the words of comedian Kevin Heart “I wasn’t ready!”.
The traditional study program does not work when learning about the human body and how to take care of it. You must become one with the nursing process and must be able to connect dots that apparently lead to a diagnosis and treatments. First 2 exams……bombed. Wtf was I doing? Am I incompetent? I began to question my brain, is it shrinking already? Am I supposed to be a nurse? I wonder if working at Wal-Mart will really be that bad…….
But as of right now, that’s all past tense now. I have one last semester to go. I’m not aiming for an A, not even a B, just a pass. I’ve worked so hard to get to this last leg. Universe please continue to do what you do and guide me to making a name for myself in the hearts of many. Until next time………..
Stella
Nurse Stella's Thoughts 