Today was my final full day of torture (or, as normal people call it -- class) for the spring semester I so unfortunately chose to sign up for. This friday I pack my things for Moose Jaw and begin a 3 week public health practicum there. Everything is coming so quickly, and it's more than enough excitement to look down that ever shrinking tunnel at. It's funny how when you begin your academic journey the light at the end of the tunnel seems like a tiny pinprick in the distance. However, you don't seem to notice it keeps getting bigger, until you're months away from the freedom that is that light. Before you know it, whether ready or not, you must step into it and begin your real life. I simply can't wait for that first step, and I can tell you, I'm not sure anyone is really ever "ready" for that moment - myself included. I also can't wait for the moment when blogging no longer consists of countdowns, complaints and stories of nursing school, and instead I can finally speak to the real moments of life and registered nursing.
I'm currently - and anxiously I might add - awaiting news of the location of my final placements. There are two 6 week practicums from September to November I still need to complete before I graduate. These placements most often reflect your future as a Registered nurse, as job offers are usually presented to students wherever they're placed. Of the two placements, one is a community placement and one an acute. Acute meaning short-term illness - aka in the hospital. Of the two, I am mostly concerned with my acute placement as the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit or NICU (yes- acronyms are big in my world) as this is where I hope to work when I am finished. Fingers crossed. I'll inform my obviously very avid readers of the placements I am assigned once I receive them myself; after the crying obviously, because whether they are tears of happiness, or anger, crying will no doubt be in the forecast.
No matter where my final placements are, I'm just glad I get to spend the next 3 weeks in Moose Jaw. If every sunday, you have to say goodbye to someone you love, you start to hate that day. Sunday is the worst day of the week for me. It will be nice to have 3 in a row with which I don't have someone leaving me. I can actually enjoy them, and use them for what everyone else does : a socially acceptable day of utter lazyness. It will unquestionably be a nice change to dread the end of the weekend simply because of school on Monday, and no longer because of pending separation from my boyfriend.
I'm officially going to start including quotes at the end of each blog. Not just any quotes - ones that mean something to me. I like the idea of being inspired by something, and having values and ideals in your life. Today I leave you with a quote from one of my favourite, most inspirational and funny people in my world. My mother.
"yard work makes you look ugly ... thats why I let your dad do it"
--- Karen Lowther
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