In case you haven’t been keeping count on your own calendars, according to my counter on the right side of my page I have 699 days until I’m done with school. Now that may sound like a really large number and while I agree it is, 699 is smaller than 700. Before you know it, next summer I’ll be deducting another 365 off that total and I’ll be somewhere in the 334’s and that will mean I’ll have less than a year left. WOW that is amazing to me.
Let me also tell you people how extremely scared I am of the next two semesters that I will be tackling in school. We were told the first semester is more of an introductory semester, learning what normal is and how to take care of a hospitalized patient, starting to develop care plans, etc. But the next two semesters will focus more on the abnormalities of the different systems and we’ll be more hands on in the skills lab with different bandages, lines, tubes, caths, IV’s etc. I’ve been told we’ll be learning something new each week. YIKES, I don’t think I’m ready for it, especially after my instructor shook my confidence by telling me at the end of last semester that I should get a tutor…hummm…not a good sign going into the next semester.
One of the things I’m most appreciative of, is my new CNA job. I am learning and absorbing so much as far as terminology and just hearing what the nurse’s talk about helps out a lot. For example we had a patient on our floor recently who survived a ruptured “triple A” which means abdominal aortic aneurysm and I guess the surviving rate for those aren’t good, only like 3%. When I took care of the patient, he was more worried about when he could start eating solid foods than what he had gone through.
Speaking of surviving, my daughter just finished a week long mission’s trip to North Minneapolis where recently a few tornados caused damage and the youth group at our church went to help out. They also helped out a few of the homeless shelters by playing with the children, helping in the soup kitchen, and packaging up supplies for children in Africa. She was so happy to help out with such a servant’s heart she didn’t want to come home, which made me proud. One of the days their group visited the Minnehaha Falls and met up with my Mom and Sister, this picture shows my daughter being in center.
Other than that I’m just trying to find my flow while doing my job, and today will be my first official day on my own outside of training and I get a little worried when I think about it. But the good thing about working at the hospital casually is that I choose which days I go. So this week, I’m working Monday and Tuesday at the hospital and Thursday and Friday at the Clinic. The next day I work is on the 4th to pick up some extra holiday money, but only a day shift so I can enjoy the fireworks with the family at night. Yup, I’ve got it made and my summer is finally evening out a bit.