here’s everything i’m behind on tell y’all about:

classes:

so i thought this summer there’s be 1 hard/core class and 2 easy classes but the 2 ‘easy’ classes require constant attention because there’s always something due or to be done which is annoying but yes, i know…big girl panties. gotta put em on

my first exam went alright. felt better during it than my score reflect but we got a few points added so that’s a plus. the test covered hematology and oncology

my policy class and ethics class are pretty interesting and eye-opening though =)

clinicals:

the neuro unit isn’t so bad. it’s actually pretty interesting, and, like i said before, i feel i have a lot more responsibility and independence. at the same time i feel a little more relaxed because our professor doesn’t care so much our care plans as he does the fact that we know our medications. also, he doesn’t yell at us when he sees us just chillin he asks ‘if everything is ok’ and if we say yes he keeps it moving

i’m getting better and documenting in the computer and i truly do feel responsible to do all of the health assessment head-to-toe and neuro checks on my patients because if something goes awry  my name will not be a part of it! i’ll be the one saying “i tried to tell ya!”

sometimes my documentation conflicts with that of the nurse but w/e i observe what i observe and i document THAT. i’d rather be paranoid than overlook something

community clinicals:

i’ve enjoyed going to the women’s domestic abuse shelter. i bonded w/ 1 woman last time..we were going over her health history (very difficult for me because i had to write in all these side details because i didn’t want to leave anything out and some things she just didn’t know/remember which was expected. idk some of mine either!) and we got to talking and i just really felt her spirit and wanted to encourage her. she works really hard, she’s close in age to me and has a daughter but spends so much time working to make money she feels guilty. she left her abusive partner a couple months ago and has been celibate for a year. she wants to wait til marriage now and she wants to do something health-related. i was talking to her about all the diff things she could do and ways to get funded. she was surprised at some of the info  and some of the occupations we discussed. i would not have known that which i did unless i worked in the hospital probably. i felt sad that i couldn’t come back the next week (out of town) and not knowing if she’d still be there after that i wrote her a nice long letter and i attached it to the health history form i had copied (more legibly this time) for her. maybe she’ll be there next week though.

one thing that did concern me was that she had had a pap smear recently w/ abnormal cells showing up and never went back for followup because she was scared. so i explained about the process and the potential increased risk as time went on and how it doesn’t mean something is terribly wrong but she should def go back and here’s what to expect blahblahblah  and here’s what to expect if you don’t. i hope she goes back.

HIV counselor training:

this was part of the community clinicals but it was optional. it was all day but went by  pretty quickly. i enjoyed it. the instructor was a RIOT. i love her. she gets things DONE in the community and plays no games. well in MULTIPLE communities i should say. the one hard part was the role-playing. trying to get someone to comply as you go through the paperwork beforehand if they’re in a rush, for example. maintaining control of the situation..inquiring about their perception of HIV and putting down any myths. educating on how it is contracted. not encouraging any negative stigmas. and then telling someone who figured there’s no way they’re positive that htey are. i literally almost cried even though it was fake and so did she. she then got up and walked out (that was part of the role and i wasn’t expecting it) and i literally almost pinned her to the wall. so i apologized for layin hands on her and then somehow convinced her to sit back down (maybe i encouraged the thought that the test was wrong and we should try again) but then asked about what she’d do if it wasn’t wrong (assessing for suicide risk..which warrants not administering the test) etc etc. it was very difficult. it’s life changing but doesn’t have to be life ending. if i were HIV positive… hmm idk

anyways i’m gettin tested again soon. me and my boobear

we then had to reverse roles and it was our assignment to hit on the ‘counselor’ and make them uncomfortable (most of it was girl on girl) so that we could see how to handle inapp situations

ok class endin g2 run!