Monthly Archives: October 2018

Down With A Sickness

Still fighting whatever plague has taken over my body but I’m not getting any worse so that is a good sign, right? Hint: the correct answer is yes.

I’ve mustered up enough energy to drag my sorry butt to class this week and get my stuff all caught up so that is a plus and at this point, I’ll take it. This week is registration week for winter term. The time when my study buddies chatter about what classes we’re taking and who with. Rate My Professor has been an invaluable tool for selecting an instructor. Say what you will- that people only go on there to bitch and gripe about teachers and complain but you can tell who is doing that versus who is really giving credible feedback. It’s about consistency. Instructors with lower scores have consistent complaints, whether it’s being inflexible, presenting unclear grading criteria, or being poor at delivering lectures- it’s good information to have to go into a new class.

There is never a guarantee you’ll get a good instructor but the more you lessen your chances for a bad one, the better. Sadly, we were not so lucky with our math class. We opted to take it online simply because the few other options were pretty bad.

Fortunately, the instructors for my other two classes are pretty good so no complaints. I’m actually looking forward to microbiology. It’s a beast of a class with a ton of content to learn but being back in a science class that’s relevant to the end goal is a good thing. The same study group that worked together during our nearly year of Anatomy and Physiology will be reuniting for this class and that has me stoked. We work hard but have fun and that is everything in a tough course.

CNA 2 class is the first two weeks of January and my regular classes begin on the 7th. So for one week, they will all overlap. It’s going to be dicey but in the end be worth it because having a CNA 2 in the state of Oregon means you can work in a hospital or hospice facility. It means more options. It also means I’ll be consuming a lot of Starbucks and meal planning ahead to clear as much time (with what little I’ll have to work with) for studying.

Eye on the prize!   As I get more energy back I’ll try and add some more snap to my posts. For right now, this is all I’ve got. Happy Halloween everyone! Stay safe and whatever you do- don’t fall asleep. 

Cough, Cough , Sneeze-Repeat

I’m here. This past week I’ve been fighting a nasty cold and with asthma, it seems to have moved into my chest and taken up residence for the past week. There has so far been no sign of retreat.

I’m resigning myself to rest since I need to get back to classes first thing Monday morning and as of right now just have no energy whatsoever. It took what little brain power I had left to complete an online exam for psych and finish my math homework I have due tomorrow. My husband compared it to my phone battery light flashing low on its last bar. I need a recharge pronto.

Since I’d been indoors the past near week, I forced myself to get a very short (and sloth speed) walk outside for some fresh air. Between that and simply washing my hair, I used up all my reserves. Whatever this is has really knocked me over.

I’ll get back online in a few days. If I can sooner, I will. For now, I need to take care of myself to get healthy and stay that way to push through the last half of this term. May the force be with you.

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I’m exhausted. Just finished some studying for a psych (Lifespan Development) exam I have this coming week. After 3.5 hours I’m done. My brain doesn’t have anything left to give or take at this point.

Brief update on my job- it’s going fine. The learning curve is steep. There is definitely a “hazing” period. Without a doubt.  There’s also a lot of, “just do it” and “here ya go’s”. I know it comes with the territory and expected it. Sometimes it sucks. No way around it. I’m not bitching, but rather being honest about it.

Last night I had to give my first suppository. That was… interesting. The nurse handed it to the person I was shadowing and she handed it to me and said: “here ya go” and laughed. Mind you I had never given one before but was happy to do it. Not that it’s fun but it’s an actual medical sort of thing I get to do aside from changing briefs and showering people. I had a couple of crucial questions and after some prodding, got answers. Thankfully a friend today (also an LPN) gave me a couple of helpful tips for next time. Have I said how grateful I am for my friends/ study group? They are amazing.

Everything went well. It was quick and the patient didn’t wince or utter anything indicating they were uncomfortable. Charting took a long time because I’m still getting to know the patients and the hang of how to document it in the system. It’s all electronic and sort of walks you through everything that needs to be tracked; how much they ate, drank, toileting, mobility, skin condition, pain etc.  I started at 2:00 PM and was home around almost midnight. This is about the time I wish we didn’t have stairs.

My first math exam of the term went well. I got a high B but still have a 96% in the class. No complaints there. I have a math project to do tomorrow which is why I was up tonight doing my psych studying. I wanted it out of the way to focus my time on that and have a chance to get out and go for a walk tomorrow.

Today I got to get out for a bit with my hubby and for a brief time, got to see a wonderful friend who was in town for work. We enjoyed time outside, had some coffee, and soaked up the sunshine and cool air before I needed to get home and resume studying.  I needed that. She’s from the Seattle area and the more we talked about the city, the more excited I get about the prospect of living up there. Being in school full time is exciting. I would not trade it for anything because I know that at the end of it all I’ll be in a career I love. But – there is a but- sometimes it sucks because I don’t have time to see everyone or have much downtime. The only “downtime” is during a break. So having moments to remind me of the pot of gold at the end of all of this, feels great.

For now, I’m heading to bed. I can’t keep my eye’s open any longer without the use of toothpicks. Nobody wants to see that. Plus, ouch.

Feeling Shifty

Tonight will be my third shift of CNA orientation. I’ve had people ask me how it’s going and have had mixed responses. If you ask me at the end of my shift, I’ll tell you it went fine but that my body aches, I’m exhausted, and just want to go to bed. Ask me after I’ve slept and I’ll give you a well thought out answer in that it’s going fine. It’s incredibly physical work but I really do adore most of the patients. The biggest challenge is learning their likes and dislikes, their routines etc. These are the little things that make people the happiest. Time management is actually the next biggest challenge. Working with this demographic means things take time. Nothing is fast. Things can change on a dime so there’s only so much routine you can have.

The pros, hands down- the patients. The facility is nice and there are windows that open for fresh air in the rooms and lots of natural sunlight. Not the norm for many of these places, sadly. The cons- it takes time to learn everything and become faster at it. Right now I’m moving at the speed of slow and fumbling a bit but gradually getting the hang of it. My biggest win was getting a somewhat challenging patient to allow me to help them shower.

While this may sound weird- why would anyone NOT want to shower? Well, I will tell you why. This is an older demographic. They get cold easily. They tire easily. Most have a routine and like (push) to stick with it. They tire quickly. Changing in and out of clothing, washing, drying, and getting in and out of bed can be completely exhausting for them. So some opt to forgo the activity entirely. For this person to trust me (trust is a big piece of the picture) felt pretty rewarding. I’ll take the “wins” when I can get them. This left me on a high the rest of the shift.

I started out doing two days in a row on a weekend and quickly realized this wasn’t giving me enough time to recharge before class or study on the weekends. So I’ve changed it up to one weekday night and Friday night swing. Having time between will allow me downtime, to get my reading and studying done and REST. I use that word a lot along with recharge. It’s so important. Even taking a break at work (for anyone in this or nursing field in general, this isn’t always the norm) gets me feeling perked up and ready to tackle whatever is ahead.

I tried out Koi scrubs for the first two shifts and loved them. Stretchy, comfy, and really fun patterns and colors. I’m definitely sold on the brand. This next couple of shifts I’ll try out Cherokee and compare.

I wish I had something witty or snappy to say but the truth of the matter is, I’m tired. I need to study, meal prep, read, more reading, and the list goes on. I almost didn’t post. But I need to describe this process as it happens even if it’s not as fun or creative as I’d like. On the plus side, it’s going to be a gorgeous fall weekend so I’m looking forward to getting out and enjoying the cool air crunchy leaves before the infamous Oregon rain sets in.

 

Work, Work, Work, Work, Work

Tomorrow is my first day as a CNA. I’ve heard the shift I’ll be working with has fun so I’m excited to meet them. Something else I’m happy about? I don’t have to cover up my tattoos. Believe it or not, that’s still a thing at some facilities. While I realize it’s not yet the mainstream norm, it’s becoming more so.  I like being at a place where I’m free to be me.

Today I met with an academic advisor to go over the new nursing application requirements and gauge where I’m at. I’m not gonna lie- it’s scary, exciting, and makes me want to throw up in my mouth a little when I think about it. It’s the do or die moment. The second step after application at my college is a panel interview and they are done in groups of applicants so this could be your peers. There is also a reasoning test (HSRT) that in addition to a points system. All contribute to the final decision as to whether or not you are accepted in. An email is send out, the same day for everyone.  You can bet I’ll be sitting in front of my laptop hitting refresh faster than you can say Kahuna Burger.

I’ll try and give an accurate depiction of my first couple days in my next post and probably include some sort of unofficial review of the two scrub brands I’m trying out; Koi and Cherokee. Note- this is not an ad. Although to be honest I’d be happy to review scrubs if sent some. (cue toothy grin here).

I like to know other people’s favorites too and when asked, these two brands came up first, followed closely by Grey’s Anatomy and Figs. Although I’ve recently read about Elle too. After trying more than a dozen or so on, Koi and Cherokee were the ones I opted to try out first. I say try out because walking around a small shop and bending /stretching in a dressing room in no way, shape, or form equates to being in them for a long shift and lifting, reaching etc. I want to know how these actually WORK. Is my butt hanging out? Can you see my Calvins?

I’ll be wearing Dansko XP clogs too since I have a love-hate relationship with my back. Arthritis and two artificial discs mean I need to have good, supportive footwear.  Exciting, I know. Don’t everyone run out at once. If it’s a choice between a happy back and a fourth surgery, happy wins. Every damn time. Have you seen the swear word socks? They are SO fun. Can’t wait to pair these baby’s up with my clogs. Sock it To Me is another fun brand too.

Having scrubs with fun patterns, shapes, and colors is a big bonus for me. I’m not looking to be Suzi Sunshine or anything but I don’t want to look like something the cat drug in either. I’m fortunate enough to be able to wear whatever colors/ brand I choose so this should be fun. And also- I need to win the lottery because scrubs are not cheap yo!

Next post will probably be on Monday. Between homework, studying, and now working part-time, I need to keep my butt in line and stay focused on the carrot dangling in front of me- getting that *&^%$@!! RN. Peace out!

 

 

3, 4 Better Lock the Door

Week 3 of classes and so far so… meh. The psych class is fine. The teacher is at least engaging, and the material is good. The math class is. Hmmm. Special.  The content is OK. It’s helping me quite a bit but only because I’m pretty much teaching myself. Today reached a new low. The instructor realized (after we pointed it out) that he left the due date of our first project, off the syllabus.

Rather than just assigning a date as most instructors would, he asked, “When do you think it should be due?” Well hey if that’s how this class works then I vote, next term. Why not? I mean we can bypass it completely this term and spend all our time learning the fine art of basket weaving. You too can become an expert!

I can’t help but be smarmy. There are more phone sounds going off during this class than when the presidential alert went out last week. And don’t get me started on the two in the back that loves to reminisce and catch up OUT LOUD the entire hour and fifty minutes. I’m waiting to hear a laugh track and sitcom music cue up. I enjoy school. I enjoy that I have a study partner to exchange knowing looks with.  I enjoy learning. I do not enjoy those that make me want to give them serious side eye for a simple lack of common sense. This class would have been far better in an online, self-guided format.

On the not so smarmy side, I have orientation for my CNA job tomorrow. I’m excited. Like super excited, to start and get to know who my patients will be. A friend will be working there as well which makes it all that much better. Mostly because she’s a cool cat. Like Harry Potter kind of cool. She and my other (just as cool) friend that sends the best worst memes, keep me sane.

On a completely different note, the dietary changes I’ve made to help with weight loss and in turn, help decrease fibromyalgia pain have been going well. The biggest change though is the quality sleep from the new medication. Not waking up multiple times a night or dealing with insomnia feels like I’ve hit a reset button.

Sleep is important not just to keep me from drooling on my desk in class but also in terms of how I feel physically. Rather than dragging all day or being so tired, you hallucinate that scene from The Shining, I feel rested and have a lot more energy. I know, I know- who’d have thought? But when you’re used to half-assed sleep for so long, you don’t realize what you’ve been missing until you have it back.

I cant’ bring myself to leave this post with the pic from The Shining. It seems mean. So here’s a picture of Freddy Krueger. You’re welcome. 

 

 

 

 

 

All the Notes!

This term I’ve come to the realization that I need to drastically change up my note taking/ study habits. It’s not that the existing ones are bad. They aren’t efficient though. The faster I write the more it looks like I’m listening to someone speaking in tongues.

What works now will not fly come time for the rigors of the nursing program. I need to up my game.

This past year, I took notes, lots of notes. ALL THE NOTES. Rewrote said notes.  Flashcards, drawings, and highlighting would ensue. While it worked and yielded good results in terms of grades, it ate up far too much of my time.  And memorizing is not good enough. I need to absorb it which means allowing more time for reading.  So what next?

Aside from the community aspect of support from the nursing accounts I follow on Instagram, I’ve learned a lot about ways to study and how to take effective notes by looking at what others are doing. Thank you to the accounts that share this stuff!

Bullet journals, one-page diagrams for a chapter or whole topic of subject matter after reading the text, takes less time and makes the information easier to digest. Reading the book on the topic then reflecting after using these other methods utilizes less time and gives me the whole story. I’ll still use flashcards and probably Quizlet since they are good for review, particularly on the go. Countless pages of notes will be a thing of the past.

A friend also told me about the student nurses association. There is a national organization, state level, and community level. I’m looking into joining one or two of them to network. Being around like-minded, career-oriented students as well as seasoned nurses means seeing things through a set of eyes other than my own.  Networking can be a powerful thing.

The way I see it, the next three terms will be a good way to do some tweaking and figure out what works and what doesn’t. Going out of my comfort zoned routine is a risk and feels so awkward but it’s necessary.  I won’t stand a chance at keeping up in the program if I don’t make changes. I need a better method. Oh, I will be utilizing a planner soon (#nerd) as I see this has been an effective way of managing study time too. I’ll report back on the good, bad, and the ugly. Stay tuned folks.

Falling Into School

Fall is here. Leaves are changing colors and the small piles accumulating on the ground crunch below your feet. The first two weeks of school have so far been OK. I was able to get a part-time CNA job that will accommodate my school schedule so that’s a plus. Scrubs have been purchased since finding the “scrub mecca”. Seriously, every color, pattern, brand, and size line the walls of this tiny shop. After trips to four different stores, a new pair of clogs is sitting on the floor my closet, waiting to be worn in.

The online class is pretty straightforward and actually makes for good reading. The math class is umm. Well, interesting.

The instructor was a high school math teacher for 30 or so years. Although he’s a nice man, I suspect he hasn’t exactly done much tweaking to his teaching approach. His voice barely rises so you have to really struggle to hear him, even sitting close to the front. Before even teaching the concept he asks students to do an example problem on the whiteboard (because that makes sense) and waits for the entire problem to be done, even if it’s incorrect. There are a couple students in the back of the room that consistently chatter throughout most of the class. The cross-section of folks in the class is strange in and of itself.

There is a handful that looks and acts as though they walked out of a federal penitentiary about an hour prior to class. Socially awkward and hardened doesn’t even begin to describe it. Think Robert Dinero in Cape Fear. There’s a guy who clicks his pen for the entire nearly two hours. The kicker? One woman comes storming in late after having missed the entire first week, proceeds to sit down, and about 10 minutes into the lecture decides to blurt out, “When is the first quiz?” at a sound level heard in the next city over. The instructor referenced the syllabus (you know that thing that tells you what and when assignments are due, including quizzes) to which she applied, “Oh, I haven’t even looked at the syllabus. My bad.”  I’m fairly certain that had she spoken any louder, she could have communicated with the International Space Station.

It didn’t end there. Shortly after the last burst, the instructor demonstrated an example problem on the overhead projector. At the final step of the problem, he jokingly says, “unless you want to do long division, which I’m sure none of you actually want to see”. Mind you this is college level math. So Bullhorn Barbara (name changed for privacy) decides to blurt out, “Yeah! I do”. At this point, I hear dogs howling and my ears are practically bleeding. I heard mumblings of “I don’t” and “WTF” and “Whaaaaaat?” around the classroom. The instructor looks up, befuddled, but proceeds to complete the problem IN LONG DIVISION. When he was done, she says “Man that was really cool. I haven’t seen that in like 20 years ha ha ha!”. Note to self, buy earplugs.
I looked at my friend like, what is going on here? The class is like a step back in time. I’m waiting to hear, “Bueller. Bueller. Anyone? Anyone?” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5IqFBFHuqGI

School at times feels like a fishbowl. You become so engrossed in what you’re doing and oblivious to any happenings outside the concrete walls that it’s as though nothing else exists. You walk about your day to the same classrooms, see the same people, rinse and repeat. When you leave that environment, it feels like stepping out of a hot shower onto a cold floor. It’s jarring, and you immediately want back into the warmth.

The math class was the first time I wanted to leave and risk the cold.