![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Turtle turtle!
May. 1st, 2006 03:25 pmI cope badly. No surprise to anyone who reads my journal, but I feel moved to state it in bold. Or non-bold, as the case may be. I have issues dealing with financial aid matters, and as a result I've left off taking care of the necessary summer Fin Aid finagling until now, with roughly two weeks before all monies are due. "Dealing with matters" requires calling up the school and finding out what the mandatory minimum GPA is for my scholarship, as I'm on the fast track to dip below the 3.6 I obtained last semester. Well below, like 3.3 territory if I'm lucky. Losing the scholarship means I need to take out double the loan I was planning to and that's no fun at all. My own fault (I complain, yes, but note that the blame is always put squarely on myself), but still no fun.
Today was the last stint in OB for the semester...ever, more than likely, as I don't plan on working peds unless forced to under duress. I didn't end up turning in until 3:25 even though I had a wake up call for 5:00. The saving grace for my tired brain during my rotation came from thinking about humorous lines or scenes involving A and C. I haven't smiled like that in at least a week, or at least since the last time I've gone about with no sleep under my belt. A week sounds just about right. In talking with a student Physician Assistant I found out her rotations were something like 10 12-hour shifts back to back for four weeks (or was it four months?). Insane, but the clinical training must be extraordinary. For a moment it made me contemplate becoming a PA, but I don't think I'd like being stuck working under a physician for the rest of my career. As a nurse and especially as a NP you get a good bit of independence (no, nurses are not doctors' handmaidens - it's PAs and NPs in the hospital that are officially considered "physician extenders").
I've made two meme-less entries in a row, even if they've been less than coherent. I feel this calls for a celebration.
Today was the last stint in OB for the semester...ever, more than likely, as I don't plan on working peds unless forced to under duress. I didn't end up turning in until 3:25 even though I had a wake up call for 5:00. The saving grace for my tired brain during my rotation came from thinking about humorous lines or scenes involving A and C. I haven't smiled like that in at least a week, or at least since the last time I've gone about with no sleep under my belt. A week sounds just about right. In talking with a student Physician Assistant I found out her rotations were something like 10 12-hour shifts back to back for four weeks (or was it four months?). Insane, but the clinical training must be extraordinary. For a moment it made me contemplate becoming a PA, but I don't think I'd like being stuck working under a physician for the rest of my career. As a nurse and especially as a NP you get a good bit of independence (no, nurses are not doctors' handmaidens - it's PAs and NPs in the hospital that are officially considered "physician extenders").
I've made two meme-less entries in a row, even if they've been less than coherent. I feel this calls for a celebration.
