So what’s changed in 1 short month?
*I can no longer listen to iTunes on random…unless I want to hear AC/DC followed by a pharmacology lecture on antimicrobials.
*I talk to myself while riding my bike to school… the nursing process, functions of the skin, proper assessment technique, etc.
*I’ve found I study better in the morning, so my alarm is constantly set for 5:07am…everyday.
*I make a mean cup of coffee, because I couldn’t afford buying the amount I drink.
*Dysphasia is NOT the same as dysphagia.
Exactly 1 month after the first day of school, we finished our first class; Health Assessment. I know, I can’t believe it either. After one month we learned how to assess a patient, look for skin abnormalities, level of consciousness, assess eyes, ears, muscles and reflexes and auscultate for heart and lung sounds… not to mention all the underlying conditions some of these assessments might indicate. A month ago I would have been completely lost talking about this stuff. Apparently business school doesn’t teach you everything you’ll ever need to know.
I am really enjoying the diversity in our cohort. 43 women and the “cinco de mayo” (5 guys of the May cohort)…all different ages, backgrounds, beliefs and skills are coming together and working towards a common goal. Each person brings a unique perspective to our group. As I began the program I didn’t know a single person, now I find myself meeting groups at coffee shops at 5:30am, playing “soccer quiz” during lunch or discussing the male GU system over a Saturday afternoon BBQ. I couldn’t be more thankful for the friends I’ve made in this short month, and for the friendships that will form over the year.
As for Denver… Kate and I love it! Kate got a job to hold her over as she searches for open teaching positions, so I don’t feel quite as bad about being gone most of the day. We still find time for picnics in the park, exploring the city and trying new churches. It’s been sunny nearly everyday for the last couple weeks. We can ride our bikes everywhere, and people are generally… happy! The only time I wear long pants is when visiting the assisted living home.
This brings me to The Gardens at St. Elizabeth. We are required to spend 12 hours volunteering at a service-learning site. Initially I wasn’t too excited to add this to my to-do list, but I think I can speak for everyone and say that it really does feel more like a privilege than a requirement. I have been fortunate enough to share some memorable experiences with elderly residents. From a “90 years-old and better” birthday party, to a trip to Wal-Mart, to setting up a wheelchair-accessible mini golf course in the supervised living wing, the interactions with the residents have been special and memorable.
I think it’s safe to say I’ve studied more in this one month than I did in four years to earn my bachelor’s degree. Not because I slacked off back then, but because this program demands the absolute best of its students. It’s hard work, but never once have I regretted my decision to pursue nursing!