OMGWTFWT???

Yes, that would stand for OH MY GAWD, WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT???

Wowzers!  I HATE  that you go in, feeling ready and knowledgeable, and somewhere between giving your right index print for the 4Th time and when you sit and answer the sample questions (What color is an orange), you become completely inept of answering any questions.

And WTF is up with the 15 cazillion “select all that apply” questions?  I surely can MAKE them all apply, just toss in a bit of imagination!

I swear it took me less than 50 minutes to take the test, and at 75 questions, when the machine click the test off, I swear it was thinking, “lets stop this poor woman before she embarrasses herself anymore, she doesn’t know what the heck she’s talking about!”

UGH, now is the waiting period………..

 

I’m Graduating!!!!!!!! I’m A Registered NURSE! I’m Getting PINNED!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ok, I KID about that last pic!  HA!  WOOOHOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh

 

 

 

Tests are DONE!  I took my final today!  It feels good to be D-O-N-E!  Now I just have to wait for my grade!

 

The light at the end of the tunnel

Ahhhh yes, there is light…..I have passed my tests!  I have our final left, which I must make a 44/100!   Our pinning ceremony is two weeks from today, and graduation two weeks from Saturday!  And my Mom will be here (that woman is in Cancun right now)!  Yeah ME!

(ugh, then I still have to study for the boards!)

 

Cram Cram Cram

 

I hate the night before a test.  I feel like I don’t know enough and need to cram.  But really, if I don’t know it now . . .  will I know it in the next 12 hours?  Who knows.  I’m nervous, this the test that I did not do well on last year (thus I failed the course by FOUR points and am now repeating it).  Wish me luck!

 

OWWW! I feel good!

 

I got to sleep in today!  After weeks of waking up at 5am or 6am (after a toss n turn night), taking the Dude to school, then going to school myself, pick up kids, clean, dinner, and often then to work for a 12 hour shift, then only sleeping 3-5 hours the next day before I work again . . . well none of that happened.  I studied last night until around 10pm, went to bed, only woke up maybe twice, told the Daddy-O to get up.  He took the Dude to school, and the other two slept until ….. wait for it……. NINE AM!!!!!!!!!!!!

I feel good, finally rested.  I have the smallest two beans at home today.  I can study for my best test tomorrow (which is the one I did horribly on last year) and clean my horrible house.  Next week is spring break, WOOT!  I plan on working Thursday through Sunday nights (12 hours), be off Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday (hoping maybe go camping and the circus), and then work again Thursday through Saturday nights.  Sunday is our anniversary!  Woot!

 

Results Are In!!!!!!!

                                                                                         

                                             

 

Testing, Testing, 1-2-3

I hate test.  They are stupid.  All it does is show how much you can cram into your head during the night before your test, or like me – at 5 am, four hours before the test.  In nursing you are suppose to build upon your knowledge.  It’s not a memorize and dump the info on a piece of paper, AKA regurgitating information.  But we are suppose to use past info to assure and confirm what we are doing now.  Well crap, I can’t remember what I ate for dinner last week!

It’s over and I feel good about it, but normally that means I sucked big time!  We’ll see!

 

Where did the time go?

I’m sitting here before class, trying to figure out when I am suppose to study for my exam next week, do the laundry that I haven’t done in a week, sweep and mop the floors, do the bathrooms, plan the Man’s fourth birthday party (NEXT WEEK),  and work!  OMG, my sheets haven’t been washed in ages.  I know I did all this stuff last year, but how?  How did I organize it all and do it?  Here it is, the Thursday before the Tuesday exam, and I have barely studied.  Did I mention that I work the next two nights?  I wish there was a piece that I could take away, but I can’t.  I know that all those things can wait, but really how long can they wait?   Eventually we’ll need clean clothes to wear (in fact, I need clean uniforms for tonight).  Eventually the kids will be tired of rolling on a dirty floor.  My list doesn’t even include spending time with the kids or the husband person.   Thank goodness he’s occupied with digging holes in the ground for a deck.

But as I sit here, thinking of all my problems, I remember a conversation on the radio this morning.  Tuesday night, many people died.  Thirteen here in Arkansas, maybe 50 in Tennessee, and more in other states.  That’s not even counting the hundreds or thousands that were left homeless, having to deal with looters amidst all of this.  Can you believe LOOTERS!  Are we in New Orleans?  Who would have the audacity to do that? On top of that, we go from 70 degree weather to below freezing.  Tornadoes tore up their towns and homes, leaving them with a pile of rubble and mess to go through, in the freezing cold.

So while my life seems to be running by, leaving me behind some days, I should be thankful for the time I do have and the place that I am in.