So
here we are, one month on. I must admit it feels a lot longer than
that, but as I said in my last post, time really does fly when you’re
having fun. I’ve come to the realisation within the last week or so that
there was really no need for me to worry
about returning to education. Turns out, I LOVE being a student again!
OK, so I’m permanently cash poor and my accommodation leaves a lot to be
desired (our sad looking three-legged sofa springs to mind), but my
enjoyment of the course more than makes up for all of that ... well most
of it anyway.
During
the last two weeks we’ve covered a number of the anatomical systems,
looked at the art of moving and handling - and yes it really is an art,
learnt basic CPR, discussed and analysed both good and bad patient
experiences, and delved into the depths of our legal, ethical and moral
obligations as nurses.
Even
at this very early stage there are people within my cohort who (I
think) stand out from the crowd, and who (I think) will go on to become
excellent nurses. I'm proud to be learning alongside them and I hope
to one day work alongside them after we've qualified. I'm especially in awe
of those who are not only undertaking a degree - and a nursing degree
at that - but are also raising children.
Another great source of inspiration has come in the form of the wonderful lecturers I have had the fortune of encountering. They are, for me, what it’s all about. I hope to be as accomplished and impressive as them one day.
Another great source of inspiration has come in the form of the wonderful lecturers I have had the fortune of encountering. They are, for me, what it’s all about. I hope to be as accomplished and impressive as them one day.
As ever, I hope my fellow student nurses out there are enjoying their experiences. Please drop me a line and let me know.