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hello friends! please forgive me!

I’m so sorry for being MIA for the past few days. It’s been a crazy freaking week. Traveling across Texas for various reasons, getting ready for the upcoming school semester, and trying to wrap my head around the fact that I’m moving very, very soon. 

As if I needed more to stress about, I woke up this morning (the day before I start the worst fall semester of my life) with a terrible sore throat! COME ON.

During one of the many trips I took in the last few days, I was overwhelmed with the desire to look at some room decor for the new place, and here’s some of the things I wouldn’t mind owning.

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For more information on each item, click the above picture to head over to my Polyvore page. There you will be able to hover over each individual item to find more information! Don’t forget to follow me on Polyvore while you’re there!

I really can’t even accept the fact that today is the last day I will really have before I am a “grown up”. From now on, it’s nursing school, then working! As a nurse! It’s so incredibly exciting, don’t get me wrong, but it’s so daunting as well. Over the next 20 months or so, I’m going to be talking a lot about my struggles, I’m sure, but also my successes. I can’t wait to share these experiences with you!

I hope y’all have a wonderful Sunday and a great week!

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holy MacBook Pro withdrawals.

macbook proIn order to get prepared for the upcoming nursing school semester, I had to drop my MacBook Pro off at the IT Help Desk on campus. Some of the exams I need to take supposedly require the use of Windows or there will be complications. I’m not super worried, but at the same time, exams are important and I’m definitely not a risk taker. I expected it to be finished by this evening and all would be well. But no. The guy said it wouldn’t be ready until after the weekend! OMG holy MacBook Pro withdrawals. I seriously don’t even know what to do with myself. Which is so silly because I have a PC I can use [and am currently using to type this post]. But it’s just not the same, you know? I’ve been spoiled to the amazingness that are MacBooks. On top of that, my desk looks so lonely right now.

In other news: I’m working with La Clé Jewelry to bring y’all a giveaway! It has been so amazing collaborating with Deanna and I seriously can’t wait to share more about the phenomenal owner and her products. Be sure to check back Monday for the full post and giveaway details! You won’t want to miss it!

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goodbye high school self

You know those assignments from high school or whenever where the teacher asks you to write a letter to your past self, talking about what you wish you had known then, what you know now? This is basically that letter to my former self. I can’t even begin to explain, but I’m going to try. 

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I will be the first to admit that I had a terrible time in high school. To be perfectly honest, I would do anything to forget most of that time. It wasn’t always like that, but it only takes the words of a few “popular” people to make everything change. [Following the word of a few people is a whole other problem in itself, though]. People always say that your time high school would be the best years of your life. I hope to God that those were not my best years, because life would only go downhill from there. Which brings to mind all the laughs I can get from those people that peaked during those four years…

The last 1.5 years I was in high school were miserable. I wish I was exaggerating. I made the mistake of letting the perceptions people spread about me carry over with me to college. I had let what everyone said about me become internalized. I didn’t realize it, but I still felt like I didn’t always belong. Because of a few crappy people in high school, my years in college were probably not as memorable as everyone claims college to be. It makes me really sad that a handful of irrelevant and miserable people dictated so much of how I lived my life and how i felt about myself.

Now that I’m in nursing school though, things are different; much different. I finally left behind those negative feelings and it’s truly spectacular how different I feel. For once, I don’t feel like I’m constantly being judged or I need to be someone I’m not. Rather than being known for negative publicity, people know my name because I’m just being me

I just want it to be known that high school will not be the best time of your life. Your life truly begins when you find the place you truly belong. It could be somewhere you never expected to end up or where you have worked toward reaching for many years. But more importantly, people will always be mean and bring down others just to make themselves feel better. Ignore them. They don’t matter. Their lives are peaking, while you’re only just getting started. 

Say goodbye to your high school self, and say hello to your real world self

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first clinical skills check off = passed.

If you remember back to not so long ago we I started nursing school, I was super freaking nervous about my abilities and whether I would completely fail and all. Remember that? Well guess what!

I passed my first clinical skills check off!

There are literally no words to describe how completely relieved I am. I was extremely nervous. I somehow got matched up with one of the professors that I didn’t really know that well, but who definitely gave off an intimidating vibe. Not even kidding you. I could not feel my arms. 

Clinical skills are really that important. If I had screwed up this early on.. Well, I probably would have started questioning my choice in careers. I don’t expect to be naturally perfect at nursing, but I did want some sign from God that it was at least meant to be. 

Thank you, Jesus, for looking out for me. Air-five! As soon as the clinical skills check was over, this huge weight was lifted off of me. School is definitely going to get a lot harder, but it doesn’t seem so impossible. 

Now, summer session is ending and fall semester is looming. I was told this is the worst semester of nursing school. I can’t imagine the terror all of us will feel during those clinical skills check offs… Yikes. All I can ask is for good thoughts and prayers. Lots of prayers. I’m gonna need them.

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allheart to the rescue!

As a nursing student, I can tell you… There are so many purchases that have to be made as you’re starting out. It’s a little intimidating! Thankfully, I made the right choice in where I ordered my nursing school supplies from: allheart: America’s Medical Superstore. They’re definitely a superstore, emphasis on the super!

     nursing student stethoscope     nursing student penlightnursing student bandage scissors

Let me tell you what happened. I ordered a Littmann stethoscope, fluoride coated bandage scissors, and a penlight. [Typical nursing student, am I right?]

Obsessed with my stethoscope and scissors, but was extremely underwhelmed by my penlight: it didn’t work! My initial reaction, after reading the return/exchange policy was that I would have to purchase a new penlight (in all honesty, it isn’t an expensive purchase, but little things do add up when you’re on a nursing student budget). After a few moments of wishing ill-will on my penlight, I emailed the allheart customer service department. After a few days, I got a response! They would be sending me a new penlight at no charge and I could keep the defective penlight (yay!). What really made my day is that they are organized enough to have all of my information in one place. I didn’t have to scramble for weeks to get them all my information then hope and pray that everything would go through. They sent one email apologizing, offering me a new penlight, and told me it would arrive in a few days. It arrived! And arrived quickly! Allheart to the rescue!

As a lady blogger and nursing student, I would love to get to work with an amazing company like this to help out my fellow nursing school classmates and future colleagues. I highly recommend allheart to everyone in need of medical supplies!

Many thanks to allheart, from a grateful nursing student! I just got back a few years of my life.

What are your favorite nursing supplies?

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…I would have become a plumber

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So my mother was recently in the hospital for a complete shoulder joint replacement. But that’s really not the point I’m going to make here. I’m going to talk about her nurse. Because as a nursing student, I have these perceived notions of what I expect from a nurse, and that includes myself. I picture someone caring, thoughtful, nurturing.. Basically motherly in all aspects of that regard, except for the childbirth. My mother’s two nurses were far from that.

One… well let’s just say her scrubs did not exactly fit her. Like.. At all. Every time she went to do anything, adjusting bed sheets, administering medications, taking vitals, etc., I saw her butt crack. More of it than I had ever hoped to see in my life. I mean honestly, if I wanted to see that much butt crack, I would have become a plumber. She was nice enough and all, but that just seems really unprofessional. Just buy some new scrubs!

Her night nurse was completely different, but a far worse nightmare. She was withholding medications. Including those that my mother must take on a daily basis. WHO DOES THAT?! It’s just wrong. On so many levels.

I don’t know if my parents reported either of them, but part of me wishes they would. Nurses have standards that must be upheld. It kills me to see current nurses fall short of those standards.

In other news! I have finished my first three weeks of lab clinicals. YAY! They are getting much more intense and much more exciting. Monday we worked with some student PTAs (physical therapy assistants) and learned various techniques to better allow us to maneuver our patients from point A to point B. A lot of the information we learned is going to be helpful, but there were a few things that nurses just can’t do. The PTA instructor was telling us to climb on the bed to assist a patient. Uhm yeah I’m not doing that unless that patient is coding or on the verge of some other kind of death and that’s the only way to save his or her life. The level of microorganisms that can be transferred because of that is alarming. Especially if we are doing this with each patient we see during the day. Talk about hospital acquired infections waiting to happen!

Tuesday was really exciting too. We got to work with SPs (standardized patients), which are basically paid people to act out symptoms as a patient. (We were told that they are not faking, they are simulating). So my partner and I gave a bed bath in the morning and changed the bed linens while the SP remained lying in the bed. That was in the morning. Then in the afternoon, we went back into the SP lab to take vital signs. What are the odds that we get the same SP! I guess they’re pretty good, but I don’t know the statistics on that. The funniest thing however, is that we were required to use the dual headed stethoscope (the ones where we can both listen at the same time) and neither of us could hear the blood pressure. We didn’t realize that though. We were both taking simultaneous vital signs without sharing, but when we left the patient room to compare, I got 128/82 and she got 130/80. How crazy is that!! We couldn’t believe the luck!

Haha anyways, here’s the most annoying part of my week. My shoes, which had been worn all of five times, have already started falling apart! The stupid heel is pulling away from the shoe! So I got a little creative and glued the heel back on with some Tacky Glue. Hopefully that works. It looks pretty janky right now.

Oh the joys and turmoils of a nursing student. Until next week, lovelies!


 inspiration // I attribute my success to this: I never gave or took any excuse. –Florence Nightingale

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I’m practically a nurse!

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Look at me! I’m a practically a nurse! (HAHA)

So here’s where the fun begins: I feel like a real nursing student now! We had our first two days of clinicals this week — yay! The first day was super stressful, just a warning. Trying to take someone’s blood pressure in a room with 25 other people all attempting to talk over each other is hard. Especially when they have very faint blood pressure sounds. After day one, I was extremely discouraged because I hadn’t really been successful in taking anyone’s blood pressure. I know it was only the first day, but I didn’t think it would be so difficult. Day two was a little easier, but not by much. It’s way easier to determine diastolic pressure than it is for systolic. For those who have no idea what I’m talking about, the bottom number is easier than the top. I ordered a super adorable pink blood pressure cuff yesterday afternoon so I’m going to be practicing on people. I’m gonna get good at this, I swear. If you remember to last week, this was one of my fears. Failing. I’m definitely not giving up yet, but it’s pretty stressful. Oh, but I did learn that I’m very good at making up beds, whether people are in them or not. Woot!

Texas A&M Health Science Center – Traditional Class of 2016, all 51 of us (one is a boy!)

I also expected to be on the verge of becoming friends with some of the girls by now. I’ve never claimed to be great at making friends (I’m a little awkward, in case you didn’t know that about me), but I expected at least one or two to appreciate my quirks. Maybe it’s too soon for potential friendships to form. The hardest part for me has been trying to be more open and talkative. For once, I’m in a situation where I’m going to be with these people for the next two years, rather than a few months. Semesters always seemed daunting; trying to meet someone to be your friend but really only getting to spend actual time with them for a little while. Now there’s all this pressure. I’m totally over thinking this, I’m sure.

On a slightly less depressing note… I spoke up in class on Monday to explain something or another, and my prof told everyone that they should study with me because I’m a genius. Haha! That was so funny and felt pretty good, actually. I’m holding on to this memory, even if she was totally kidding.

I’ve decided to start a “thing”. Throughout my nursing student experience, I’m going to be using the hashtags #nursingstudentstruggles and #NSS — so for all the past, present, and future nursing students out there, feel free to join me in using these so we can share our experiences with one another! I would love to hear stories, fears, accomplishments, or anything!


inspiration // “I can’t control you behavior; nor do I want that burden… but I will not apologize for refusing to be disrespected, to be lied to, or to be mistreated. I have standards; step up or step out.” ~ Steve Maraboli 

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