But I might just go through with clinicals.
I think I may have been experiencing an intense fear.
Fear that it would be HARD. It will be hard. I know that.
Fear that I would make a fool of myself.
I will. I always do.
I was being a little rash too because the kids I sit next to drive me up the wall.
They talk about really personal things. Like... really personal things. Things I really don't want to hear about. I just sit there... working, sort of. It's just so annoying. They don't even know me and the girl is like "oh my gosh I think I might be pregnant." The guy is like "don't tell your boyfriend we used the electric bed together." (like you know the electric beds they have in hospitals, we had to practice with those and they were partners and he is always teasing her about how she shouldn't tell her boyfriend how he gets to touch her and stuff.) It's so ridiculous. The boy is OLDER than me and I could just slap him silly. I don't even know how they became friends, none of us said anything for like the first month of school then out of nowhere they were like hanging out with the same people...
Seriously though, why would you come out and say I think I might be pregnant in front of a girl you don't even talk to. I mean maybe she doesn't think I'm paying any attention but when I sit right next to you, I'm going to hear things dearie.
Anyways, I think I'll go through with clinicals. I may end up really enjoying it and deciding that nursing is the very thing I want to do.
Tasha is in HCC's also so we could do clinicals on the same night, then I wouldn't feel so awkward and alone.
I always hate how the kids are like "what night are you going to do it?" It's like beef up and do something by yourself for once.
But then I hate being all awkward and alone. Ha. Whatever.
So I guess I shall be finding out what it takes to be a nurse. Maybe I'll love it, maybe it will be a waste of my time. This will just be a good way to find out.
Super.
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