It’s the end of the second week of my last year of nursing school. Back in July, when my instructors emailed my nursing class to inform us of everything that would be expected, I was really nervous. I was dreading going to school. I didn’t have one ounce of excitement for this semester. Usually I’m at least excited about starting new classes.

First day was not bad but it was mostly like an orientation. All of our new instructors introduced themselves, we lectured in one class for a bit, turned in the HUGE homework assignment we’d been working on since July, and then re-checked off on all the skills we learned last semester. Day two started our first real day and the third day was much like the second. On Thursday, Lorena and I played school nurse for 4 hours which was totally different from what we were expecting and mostly fun. Friday we had a hospital orientation. The weekend was spent with friends, family, and my text books. Monday came around and the second week was pretty much like the first week. We turned in homework, had lectures, took tests, stressed out. Same ol same ol.

Today we oriented at the other hospital at which we’ll be doing clinicals. We had to be there longer a while and had some down time and it was really nice to just sit and chat with my classmates. Sure, we talked about school (which is all we talk about normally) but we also gossiped a little and told stories about our summers, etc. Like I said, real nice for a change.

Tonight? I’m sitting at home, attempting to write a paper about cultural blah dee blah in between writing medical surgical lectures competencies. You know, the homework that makes my hand fall off? Yea, that one. It’s pretty much what I do every night.

I’ve decided that I like this semester. So far. Two weeks is really not enough to judge but if the rest of it is going to be like this or similar, I think I’ll do ok. Our instructors are freakin’ awesome, I find the material VERY interesting, and by now they’ve weeded out the annoying incompetent students. If I have to go through hell, at least I have some awesome people to do it with!

Tomorrow morning, Neil and I are going down to Nashville for a marriage conference by none other than Dr. Gary Chapman, author of The 5 Love Languages. We are SO excited. Well, I am ;P After the conference we’re heading to Paducah for the Jars of Clay/Brandon Heath concert. Now that is something Neil and I both are really excited about! And Sunday, Megan and Bryan are coming for a lake day. It’s going to be a packed weekend, but a great one.