First semester nursing school is finished. I survived. One of my classmates likened it to a a dehydrated person trying to get a drink out of a fire hydrant. You won't get nourished but you won't die. Assignments, essays, papers, nursing care plans, tests, quizzes, skills lab, caring for patients in the hospital- the load does not stop- the more you learn the more you realize you don't know anything.
That is exactly how I've felt.
Yesterday I had some extra time, extra energy, and I had no idea what to do with myself so I painted my living room lime green. I did this with one hand while I held the phone with my other and talked to my friend. She told me about her recent backpacking trip out into the middle of nowhere. I started to breathe more deeply listening to her, wishing to run off into the woods somewhere too, pitch a tent, jump in a stream, itch from being exposed to wild things like bugs and plants. But for now during 2nd semester I suppose the closest I'll get to anything green is my living room.
August a medical missions trip awaits me in Haiti...
Sunday, May 2, 2010
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